A Skunk with feathers? Danged right...thoughts and musings of just such a skunk, one that learned how to type, conjugate verbiage and communicate thought processes easier than lifting the tail to scatter the opposition. It doesn't always work with 419 email scammers or the pathetically politically correct (which readers will find I ain't). For them, the tail gets lifted, and they get sprayed. *DISCLAIMER*: sometimes, it doesn't pay to drink or eat while reading this h'yar. Just sayin'...
Yes, more and more folks seem to have truly awakened to the dem cancer and are not the least bit pleased.
The memesters, of course, never missed a beat.
So as this month chosen to be dubbed "Fedup-bruary" here at Skunkfeathers is winding down, we bring you some more randomalities of the Fedup-bruary nature.
Labels: Fedup-bruary randomalities
posted by Skunkfeathers at 02:00
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In da woids of Popeye, "I yam what I yam". Personally, I hate yams, but I digress (often)...I take life as it comes, put a little milk on it, and give it to my pet rock, 'cuz I hate that cereal. Ack...I write. About email scams, my own misadventures, and about my view of life in general. My pet rock, Seymour, yawns continuously...
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