Today’s my tenth FR birthday, gator broha, and I’m happy to be here and above ground.
I suppose it would be awkward otherwise, ya know, like that Twilight Zone episode where they were getting phone calls from someone who .. died, then they found a downed telephone line ..... in the cemetery!
Oh yeah, enemies. My experience is my own worst enemy is on the wall in the bathroom. His name is George and he’s a Pookie—a six foot + rabbit.
Yeah, let’s hope Libby rejoins us soon, assuming she survives the reunion ceremony, that is, the beating ordeal.
Both sides need to chill, I’m happy with either Cruz or Trump, people need to recognize this is all just part of the process and it happens every election. But have good points, and not so good points, but both are still head and shoulders above everybody else. I’m just waiting for the silliness to end and see which one emerges as the victor.
You mean your 11th anniversary at FR.