I love all of my followers and appreciate all of your comments. I try to read you all each day. However, at work, we have dinosaur computers that don't like when I open some of your blogs. Some make my 'puter crash. When I get home at night, I try to get caught up with as many of you as I can. Please understand sometimes that is nearly impossible, since all of you rock!
For my new followers I just don't want anyone to think I am the type of person to post and post and never comment. For my faithfuls, I appreciate your understanding and just know I try!
There once was a very cruel dictator. He would go into foreign cylinders and bring back cotton balls. He taxed his own people and made them give him dogs as payment for farming the land. Finally, some rough young rats got fed up and organized a protest. They fought the oppression by carrying signs that said the dictator was a gun. After many years of revolt, they finally fluctuated the dictator. For punishment, he had to marry a salad and live in Wambo and sew frilly little roses for the rest of his life. The moral of this story is: A stitch in suckulicious saves dogs.
Thanks everyone for playing. (I am kinda bummed that "vibrator" did not get worked in this time.) If you missed playing this week, stalk me again every Sunday.