#TumpWon
The New Administration neither confirms nor denies the authenticity of this statement. 😀
#Endthemandates
#LGB
Some tree out here just bloomed. Over night, it suddenly has all these white flowers all over it. It's like a firework in the sky, frozen in time, attached to the ground. Stupid tree. The next time I go outside -- and, I won't -- I'm going into the garage for maybe the 3rd actual time since I got back here six weeks ago (Go Bears!) and I'm gonnna rassle aroun' until I find my garden blower, you dig?
Because this tree is fuckin' like fifty feet tall and I'm gonna blow all these goddam flowers off this fuckin' tree like it's a fuckin' dandelion pooft. Pfft. There's your fuckin' gone with the wind, Scarlet. I ain't even gonna take no drone snappies first. You know, get a good top down view? I got some snappies of the toppies from before The New Pentagon Strike went down. I still haven't fixed the fucking drone yet. You wanna know why? I'll fuckin' tell you why. It's not because the goddam war makes it impossible to make/get replacement drone parts. They're dear & scarce, but not that scarce.
It's because I haven't even bothered to file out the insurance paperwork on the drone, and whenever I think about doing it, eehhh, it all seems like too much effort. What do I even need a drone for? And if I did... well, why wouldn't I just buy another $1,295 drone? I can save a bundle -- $99.95 -- by swapping out the memory card that I bought at the same time as the drone. (They did
not have a sale.) Prices for flash memory have undoubtedly shot through the roof on the way to being over the moon when this fuckin' tree out here opened its flower buds, boy howdy! I bet Facebookers are comin' down the mountain as we speak to get their own little snappies.
Well, haha, joke's on them. There won't be a goddam flower left on this whole fuckin' fifty foot tree by the time I am done with it. Assuming that they didn't steal my snowblower. I haven't checked. I haven't even gotten up off the couch since I started writing this.
I haven't gotten up off the couch since all those beautiful flowers opened up. Stupid flowers. Stupid tree. I'll fix you.
(Not sure about that last one)
Being
sure may not be the relevant quality of virtue and/or value that you were lead to believe that it was.
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I went in the out door today! The in door was too far to waddle and there were no mobility scooters available ☹️
Shut up and (blank) the co
ok.