If Bruce/Caitlyn Jenner disappeared, would his/her picture be on a carton of Half-and-Half?

And where have you been, eh?

I climbed a tree last month and got stuck. The fire department just got around to saving me this morning. Had no Wi-Fi up there, eh. 

 

  How do we know it wasn’t just some pre-planned ruse to entrap a tree surgeon with your womanly wiles? Grrrrrrr.

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Lol :) The tree surgeon was so 2019, Randy. It’s time to move on. 

 

  I’m still bitter.
  

  
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I was reading through some of my old questions earlier because I had notifications on some ancient q’s. I saw I put as the tag to my tree surgeon question “divorcingRandy” usually I put the tags so I can remember what was on my mind at the time I posted, I should have tagged which number divorce it was lol. 

 

  Rub it in, is that your game nowadays? Grrrrrrr. 

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Of all the men, in all the world, in all my life so far that I’ve had fake divorces from……………you’re one of them. -_-

 

 

  You’re just jealous, and you want me back. Grrrrrrr.



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Your delusional ways might land you in that mental hospital you’re trying to stick poor Livvie in for her purse mayo. 

I don’t know why he’s singling me out for the purse mayo.  I also have packets of ketchup, mustard, spicy brown mustard, relish, chopped onion, soy sauce, barbecue sauce, salsa, sriracha, chimichurri and boom boom sauce in there.

I don’t know why either, Livvie. I suggest you run or start attacking him with the soy sauce to the eye because I see in the home feed he’s trying to get you locked up in a padded cell. 

 

  None of those others are toxic and poisonous to me. In fact, as one of my sandwichistas, you’re required to carry them. Read your contract again. Oh, wait. I forgot you’re locked up and your personal effects have been confiscated.

 
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  Purse mayo is a threat to the good order, discipline, well-being, and tranquility of the community. I’m doing my civic duty by turning her in. Grrrrrrr.
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You should really thank Jaimie now for telling me to squirt you in the eye with soy sauce instead of the sriracha. This post was edited by Livvie at July 15, 2022 10:02 AM MDT

 

  Wow, Jaimie cares? She really cares? She must want me back!

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I change my answer to sriracha!!!  

Randy?  Get back here!  I hate to have to do this to you, but… *takes packet of sriracha out of purse*

You're just jealous.

 

  It’s not jealousy, it’s bitterness. You don’t buy it? What if I said you’re right, it’s just jealousy, no bitterness? Nope? Well, ok, you saw through me; it is jealousy, but I’m bitter too. Ok, jealous and bitter, I admit it, what else do you want from me? You think it’s more bitterness than jealousy, I can tell. Believe me, the bitterness way outweighs the jealousy.  Wait, no, it’s the other way around; 60% jealousy, 39% bitterness, 1% apathy. Why are you giving me that skeptical look? Fine, it’s bitter-fueled jealousy wrapped in abject apathy and dipped in burning jealousy. There, I’ve said it, I hope you’re happy. Grrrrrrr. 

  

  
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Thank goodness it wasn't those awful moose up dere, eh.