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'...
Another year to compete with my pet rock, Seymour.
I am 13-1 against him on the brackets challenge.
He is convinced he'll win this year because he picks William & Mary to win it all.
Not even sure they're in it....
Memewhile:
Labels: 2025 March
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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I was going along just fine and then I looked at the photograph of Pelosi and Clinton and I need eye bleach. Lots of eye bleach.
Have a fabulous day and weekend, Mike. My very best to my pal Seymour. ♥
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