Candid Comments
Wednesday, August 5, 2026
Which Reminds Me
Tuesday, August 4, 2026
Which Reminds Me
Yes, some days don't you just want to strangle those horrid little Sanchez monsters? And all to facilitate their wicked Dulcinea jokes, thus to distract from the story of their own mother, as if I did not know to avoid that subject forever. Why don't you focus on deporting them? As if I should care either way. That wasn't my problem. Shut up!
Saturday, August 1, 2026
Which Reminds Me
Yes, that is easy enough to note, that the Stones were in Uruguay, and also the Turnbulls were there at the same time. I only remember one story that Shari T. told us about Kenton, and beyond that I do not care to comment online, because anyway, it was all about Shari's opinion of them, not really anything to do with me, not that I asked for that. And later, I was hearing online, Shari saying that she is never going to talk to me, I am not going to get any information from her, I should not regard her as a possible source of information about Uruguay. Ok, fine. Not that I asked. And did he not marry some Catholic girl anyway? So he is already gone, not really someone to talk to about who knows what. So who cares what Sherry thinks? She should not be talking that way, it gives the impression that I was asking questions about them. Not really. If people want to talk, but if they don't, that's fine, too.
Wednesday, July 29, 2026
Which Reminds Me
Yes, not intentionally intending to explode, but anyway I cannot handle any more of this deceit and abuse from the vulgar, F-bomb spewing monster. There is no deal. Never. I hope you get saved eventually, but that is up to Jesus, not really something that I can make happen on my own strength.
Which Reminds Me
Yes, that is sort of weird, your odd obsession with Debbie who I have not seen since forever. Why is she pretending to be a high school classmate of ours? Perhaps she would have been a star in Mr. Peters' typing class, had she been there. But anyway I have no memory of her being at my high school. I only remember the Debbie from junior high youth camp on whom I should have learned to never waste another word. That is all that I can say about Debbie. Of course we all know that Debbie is not a rich person and has no reason to go around crowing so loudly about her non-existent money and political influence. It does make us wonder why she needs a crew of wicked evil Persian witches to cover for her. What wicked thing did she do anyway? I had no thought of her, so you would have to tell me. I just have no idea.
And then there was all that chatter about the bullet hole that divides Hondures from El Salvador, so maybe she was one of those people. How would I know? Nobody tells me anything.
Tuesday, July 28, 2026
Which Reminds Me
Yes, I would have told you about it, but since all the phones were tapped anyway, might as well post it on social media where everybody can enjoy the game, instead of only one wiretapper.
Which Reminds Me
Yes, I am not feeling any need for all this stupid drama about land ownership. So what if I do not own land? If I did own land, I would die later, and my nephews would be my heirs, so wverything wile go to them later, eventually, for them to later do something with, so why all of this ridiculous soap opera about land power?