We Gotta Stop Gathering Nuts In May
It don't wash.
Memetime:
Throw 'em each an anvil.
Gag me with a front end loader.
Yes...I'm missing my "I am standing here beside myself trying to reach you about your car warranty..."
Labels: 2025 May
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'...
It don't wash.
Memetime:
Labels: 2025 May
1 Comments:
You're so right about California. I was here when it was a red state and it was a wonderful state indeed. How it's a cesspool.
Have a fabulous day and weekend, Mike. My best to Seymour. ♥
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