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'...
Shotcago's about to turn into Shitcago for the next few days.
With thousands of antifa flown and bussed in from here and overseas.
Welcome to Communism if Trump loses.
Memetime:
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:
Love them all. That last one is spot on. Okay they all are.
Have a fabulous day and week, Mike. My best to Seymour. ♥
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