My Dearest Frens,
On November 3rd I took a solemn vow not to indulge in unavowable filthy hobbies (nothing illegal, I swear, just procrastinating-related unhobbies) until the Electoral chaos would be over. I never even for a minute considered the Biden situation to be genuine.
Actually, this endeavor of mine regrew my Faith in The Almighty.
Since yesterday, I see Normies reacting to the same things as me. Light is coming to their eyes. They finally know.
It took them much. Inflated lumber, oil, and food prices, immorality in the ruling class, and finally the demise of Gates, then Fauci, as well as Biden’s senility.
It’s not over yet, but I feel good for the first time in 212 days… and I will keep holding that line until I do not remember why I have been holding it for…
…and I am not even a US voter… but I know how valuable you are to me.
Thanks! ??
I have 4 kitties who rule this house, too. One of them will be 18 on Labor Day.
If your pet cats could text you back, they wouldn't.
LOL! Mine would...he ALWAYS has to have the last word.
That’s quite a feat! One of mine was 21, and his name was...Rebel!
Mine was also 21, and his name was Minnesota Cats because he always sounded like Jackie Gleason.
Funny! Great name, Minnesota Cats!
I don't know about anybody else, but I'd love to hear a cat say, "Bang, Pow! To the moon, Alice!"
Mine will be 14 this month on the 27th.