We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
she's about this tall,somewhat petite,very knowledgeable,
would hate to think she's giving it up to another blog.
sometimes known to wear a tattered yellow housecoat.
may be packing ...if located use caution
tell her to git back home.. 'ya mommy's waitin' for 'ya
in her high-heel sneakers and her low neck sweater,
git back, git back , git back home
Ya' know, I used to buy my girlfriend flowers all of the time. Then one day she up and says, "Hey, you only buy me flowers when you've done something wrong!" Yeah, like I'm going to get her flowers when everything is going great! Besides, if I did get her flowers, you know, she'd ask me what I did wrong. So what did I learn? Cards are cheaper than flowers. Who knew it was just a matter of simple economics.
Sweet Marianne! @->--- I love you so much, because I know you understand that it will always boil down to what puts her panties in a knot. If I've earned my stripes I'll do the Christian thing; if she's just looking for a fight, well, I'm her man. But you must understand, in the spirit of the offending video, I typed my comment quite tongue-in-cheek. Yes, yes, I'll buy her flowers if the occasion is right, but I don't need props. Sweet, sweet Marianne, I have a silver tongue.