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Ummmmm….this is the 7th post is it not? I was promised Keanu was I not? Instead I get tantric Legos. But ok. I’m cool with that.
ahhh… I typed the wrong one… I fixed it… thanks… and it was Johnny Depp…
Lol. All just dudes to me….
They are all just dudes to everyone… Even I am just a dude to everyone, though I hate to admit it.
You’re welcome the bill is in the mail. 🙂
For everybody or just you?
everybody mawahaha!
I guess I can’t afford top have friends.
top have friends?
I finally get a spell checker in my comment box, and it wont even tell me when I use the wrong word if it is a real word.
haha!
sighft
more deflation?
It’s the economy
or your head…
or both
now that’s possible
Or is it?
yes
or no
So all your readers are female? Check your last pic! LOL!
Oh, that one you have a problem with, but not the Lego one… with me being mounted from behind while a creepy red one just watches…
What the (f) are trying to say batman
I never say what I am trying to say, that’s what I’m trying to say.
You know as I was scrolling down that I borderline feared finding a more extreme example showing allegorically how you and your readers fit. Count me relieved.
Then you obviously didn’t catch the true symbolism of the Lego picture, what with the strange, mismatched mounting and the voyeuristic onlooker…
Oh boy…
I know, right?
Stop corrupting me. I revel in my purity.
You call that reveling?
Wallowing? Lugubriating?
Maybe carousing…
Arousing?
You said it, I didn’t…
purity pft!
Who’s the red lego who doesn’t fit?
Don’t worry… it isn’t you… but some people just like to watch… I guess that is one of those many followers who never comments or even hits the like button. Who knows?
So someone is riding on you and someone is filming it?
This is California after all…