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'...
April will have to have someone hold its beer. Though I doubt April will have a problem finding someone to do that.
The memesters certainly aren't having any problem with that...they're using straws.
Unless they're in Seattle or Kaliforlornia.
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Labels: March 2022 randomalites
posted by Skunkfeathers at 01:00
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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...
1 Comments:
These are way better than scammer posts. Love all of them.
That last one I say often and long before the gas prices got this high. Let's go Brandon.
Have a fabulous day, Mike. My best to Seymour and Element. ♥
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