Monday, August 19, 2024

And The Convention Hasn't Started Yet!

😈 Could be that switch is partly due to this? Maybe Walz reminds us of our younger siblings, or our adult children? Either way, it's a net positive. 

Somebody's sweating bullets over the events of this coming week, and "Comrade Harris." (That moniker will only resonate with Boomers and their parents. It's not likely to stop them switching allegiances to the "red baby" (he'll get there).) But do you offer consumer discounts on cell phone service and at restaurants? And a Medigap plan? If you don't, get lost, Buster! Or what "Comrade Kamala" called "price-gouging." Maybe we should do something about that, huh? Isn't that what government's for? Somebody track the Chicago police blotters for me, will you? I'm kinda counting on that second statement to a tongue-in-cheek, I'm not gonna lie. Racism is the new love (of hate) that dare not speak its name. Or be named, really. You can't improve on Oscar Wilde, can you? I haven't been to the gym in 10 weeks (foot surgery; no biggie, not worth mentioning otherwise), but I know who he's talking about. One (or two) in every gym, it seems. I can't wait to see them again. A whole week of trolling Trump.  😈😎
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