Oh, yeah, right.
A job, apart from taxpayer theft.
And a new campaign slogan was birthed. It could be a sweeping victory for Democrats come Election Day. The fear of it all is making me perspire. I better go away and breathe deep before I pass out. You guys hold the fort down while I’m gone will ya.
Oh my! You’ve really hurt my feelings this time.
Oh good. I’m starting to breathe easier.
That’s a shame.
Why? Don’t you want me to be healthy? What’s wrong with you, Will. Are you some kind of psycho?
Oh God. Karma may have killed our Will
Still here.
One can dream.
I see you have become fixated on me. I am concerned for your well being. May I suggest you get out more often and be around people so you can become more socialized rather than spending your entire life in the same tiny dirt poor town you grew up in. Take a trip. Read a book. Sign up for a class at Okie community college. Dig a well. Plant a tree. Wear clean undies. Try to better yourself in some way and therefore throw off the shackles of bitterness that are apparent in your postings. Good luck! We are all here to help you.
Fixated? on you? As flattering as that may be for you, it is hardly true. And while I appreciate the advice, I’m out right now and been surrounded by people I don’t even care to socialize with. I live a full hour from the town I grew up in. I just returned from two trips thousands of miles apart and finished a book, Professer. I need to dig a well when I’m about to put in brand new lateral lines and I planted enough flowers last summer to make Holland envious. My undies still pass the ole sniff test so I’m good in that front but you may be right about those shackles of bitterness. Every time I try to throw them off, you open your cesspool of a mouth and I’m locked down again. If you were really here to help me, you would go away and read a book, take a trip, plant a tree, dig a well, wear clean undies and become more tolerable to socialize with. I’m here for you.
Yes, repeating my words back to me is one way of showing you understand what I am saying. I can see however, that the bitterness is still great within you. Maybe you should take up practicing your primitive religion again in hopes of getting along with your fellow man.
You misunderstand me, Will. I no longer care about what your toxic words are saying to me but I am happy to put on display the bitter fruit of your labor. It should be a proud moment for you, Professor. I am confused about your double talk tho. You know…leave God out of our conversations until I changed my mind and then you should practice your primitive religion.
This was posted 44 minutes ago. In that short time you stopped caring about my words to you?
Makes no sense at all.
Yawn* I think I’ll go take a nap.
I don’t believe Trump knew he would be booed. He’s so stupid, he thinks people love him, and some do in fairness but most people in the US and almost everyone outside the US hates him.
My guess is his approval rating in DC is around 2%. He should have gone to Houston. Might have gotten 50/50. He might not care either.
I think he cares about getting booed and to top it off with “lock him up” probably hurt his fragile ego. A lot.
Let the good times roll.
Some ladies tried to flash gerrit Cole. It didn’t work.