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'...
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Some of what I found had nothing to do with the holiday. *BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZER*
The rest...is randomly selected (my pet rock, Seymour, had a choice or two in here as well) and I hope you enjoy.
This will probably be my last post of 2023. We'll pick up where we left off in January 2024. Should be an interesting ride.
In the meantime, enjoy your Christmas and may it be merry indeed.
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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...
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