Skunkfeathers

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'...

Wednesday, July 31, 2024

End of July, Not The End of Dem Lies

The democrap party is a cancer. A communist cancer.

There's no hiding or lying about it now, even though they still will.

Memetime:

Wherever this is, they are beyond help...

I most definitely am NOT becoming an agreeable old person...

Guilty as hell he is.

Labels: 2024 Dems Ju-ly like a cheap rug

1 Comments:

Sandee said...: That first one is spot on and so very sad.

Have a fabulous day and rest of the week, Mike. My best to Seymour. ♥; 31 July, 2024 09:00

: Name: Skunkfeathers; Location: Lakewood, Colorado, United States

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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