Author: SEK
Dear America, Happy birthday! Now act your fucking age and stop flirting with fascists.
OLDMAN VIRGIL: THE REPUBLICANS ARE COMING THE REPUBLICANS ARE COMING SEK: Those are just fireworks. OLDMAN VIRGIL: NO THEY ARE NOT ONE IF BY LAND TWO IF BY GOP SEK:.
OLDMAN VIRGIL: WHY YOU PUT WATER BOWL ON HEAD SEK: It's not a water bowl, it's an ice pack. OLDMAN VIRGIL: WHY YOU PUT WATER BOWL ON HEAD SEK: It's.
The primary fight was well fought, and it pulled the congenital centrist to her left, but at this point, all that matters is this: The Norotious R.B.G.: 83 years old.
Birthdays are a good excuse to get back in touch with old friends, so I figure why not now? But before I do so, remember to donate, we're not all.
[I found this in my Gmail "Drafts" folder after my appendectomy. Yes, right, by the by -- I had an appendectomy. Anyway, I have no memory of writing it, but.
UNKNOWN ASIAN WOMAN AT MY FRONT DOOR: Hello? Hello? Are you in there? SEK: I am -- hold on, let me secure the cats. UNKNOWN ASIAN WOMAN AT MY FRONT.
I have work to do this morning and the UPS man just delivered a package containing this and a note: Here's a housewarming gift from your friends in the LGM.