With my deep apologies to all those to whom I could have written a thank you note instead of posting this…
…but only a saint could resist such a temptation, such low-hanging fruit…
This is for a special donor – so faithful all this time, and so worried about her kin in Germany. To U, I say, be of good cheer anyway. Turn away from the fear they want you to feel down to your very soul. REFUSE them entry, close your ears to the siren call.
We don’t choose when to be born. Our parents didn’t have us with such great hopes and expectations and set our small boats out to sail on life’s wide seas only to have us sink in despair. Don’t let the forces of darkness win.
Look! This is how inane the Enemy is. These hare-brained MSM idjits in Finland who spent time and (public) money on this twaddle should be made to share Obama’s Peace Prize; they are equally deserving.
Besides, isn’t it too cold on winter evenings in Finland to expose one’s nether to the weather?
Would a public unzip in February result in a Freezing Migrant Mizzenmast?
One can hope.