And I have returned once again! Reports of my demise are probably fairly accurate. But, I have returned! I do not like green eggs and ham. I do not like them, Sam I Am! Is it just me, or does anyone else think that the creators and producers of Naked and Afraid are just a bunch of sadistic bastards? Twas a Summer's day in Winter; the snow was raining fast. A barefoot boy with shoes on, stood, sitting, in the grass. News of my demise has been somewhat exaggerated. Off to the local tradin' post! Back in a few! You don't have to be from or live in Kentucky in order to hang out in the Kentucky Hide Out! You are NOT 98 years old! Stop lying! Rating too fast? Seriously? Whiskey Tango Foxtrot? Rating too fast? Seriously? I'm going to put up a Blast. In the Blast, I'm going to ask a question and request input in regard to that question. But I'm going to set my permissions so that no one is allowed to comment. I'm going to do this because. I dunno...I'm stupid? Well that's pretty cool. You can get your Carrot, Oregano, or 420 Bunny form my page, but yours is locked to all but friends?!?! To Hell you should go. That is not dead which can eternal lie; but with strange eons, even Death may die. It's not THAT the wind is blowing; it's WHAT the wind is blowing. |