Well, you know ever since I had a million things I have to absolutely, no doubt get done by this coming Monday, it seems my stress level has increased ten-fold off the chart. Therefore I come on this forum to help me distress in the hopes that my head doesn’t explode into the neighbors front yard where it would be very not nice looking for me to wiggly walk on all fours searching for that piece of my head responsible for this mess before my cats knock me down and fry up my last brain cells with eggs and bits of bacon with a wonderful homemade pick de gallo sauce and a touch of Frank’s Hot Sauce -Buffalo orange smooshy tasting naturally, because I can stand no less. Does it appear that you are 't reading this post? Did I lose any of you for Gawds sake, HeY, Ojos over yonder…can anyone read such concentrated letters without raising their blood pressure off the charts. No, and no. No, no, no, so don’t forget folks, there’s a lot of me that likes to read on here but without you young’un’s properly pushing that return key- the one about in the middle of your right hand side of the keyboard/pad that is terribly abandoned and hates it. can y’all do us all a favor and keep the heart attacks and thicker glasses to a minimum? Not to mention the expense of all those tiny asprins I’m consuming along with those refreshing expensive bottles of bubbly water making mineral deposits in my kidney’s for fun later on.
Are you still reading? If you are, you must be under 20 years of age to be able to follow this mess. So if y’all want to be friendly folks on here and get yer shiit read by us old farts, why not be a dear and…
Press,
That
Return,
Key,
a,
few,
times,
much,
like,
this.
ahhhhhh.
Now,
On to Subway for my Italian B.M.T…
Any one care to order?
