Winter, slumbering in the open air, wears on its smiling face a dream... of spring.-Phil Connors, Groundhog Day
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Goof, mouth agape because he's a mouth-breather, wears on his senile face a dream... of not be impotent.
ReplyDelete-A mere description of reality tantamount to an observation that the sky is blue.
LOL! The troll without a life goes out of his way to take on a special screen name just so that he can drop trite, repetitive, and meaningless comments on my blog. How apropos that your inaugural comment under your new screen name is to comment on a quote from a fictional character. (Gusty's education and Olympics are both special, too!)
DeleteI'd say I live rent free in your head, Gusty, but that's pretty self evident. It's after midnight there in your Mom's basement. You stay up late every night just thinking of me? Bless your heart!
"of not be (sic) impotent"
Your projection, lack of a meaningful life, and inability to write coherent sentences in English, are all duly noted.
Guess you're going to have to recycle all your old material about me not allowing free speech on my blog now, huh?
Beuller? Beuller???