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'...
And NZ, OZ and members of the EU with their new censorship demands of things they don't like on social media.
Like seeing their false narratives challenged by truth about covid and the death vaxxes, climate change, gender change, election integrity and other such.
Memewhile:
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posted by Skunkfeathers at 00:30
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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:
Don't be a Dick. Bwahahahahahaha. Love them all, but that one made me spew my coffee.
Have a fabulous day and week, Mike. My best to Seymour and Element. ♥
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