Bobservations

We were out running errands the other day and sort of traveling along in silence when I looked at Carlos and said:

“Yes?”

“I didn't say anything."

"I know, say something!"

"I have nothing to say." 

“YOU have nothing to say? You ALWAYS have something to say, which is why my eyes are constantly rolled back in my head.”

“I’m not talking to you anymore.”

And then he proceeded to talk and talk and talk and talk and my eyes rolled so far back into my head I was able to see the opposite side of my skull.

This Tuxedo Says is from July 2020:

Tuxedo is growing tired of these All Lives Matter idiots and tries to explain why … again.

He proved his point.

Well, the snow finally came, not a lot, but enough to make the house look purty … oh, and cold. And as is the case with South Carolina, even an inch-and-a-half of snow shut everything down. Even my boss called work off, though it helps since most SCer’s can’t drive in the heat so the snow and ice would be deadly!

Monday afternoon I was speaking with a couple of clients near the end of the day when one suggested they get going; they were going out to dinner to celebrate, they said so I asked:

“What are you celebrating?”

“That we’re making America great again.”

I reminded myself that we do not discuss politics with clients so I quickly said:

“Oh, are we?”

“So you didn’t support him?”

“Does he support me? I am a gay man, legally married for over ten years, and together with Carlos for nearly twenty-five years, and his party wants to erase my marriage so, No, I do not and will not ever support him.”

I then told them I think their event would be better suited to a different person and told them to have a nice night.

Then I reported myself to my boss who looked at me, shook his head and said:

"I don't blame you one bit."

That was nice.

Ah, that feeling when even you know you have fabulous cakes and can’t keep your hands off of them.

I don’t care what he calls, and I don’t care that the chickenshit media calls it an “unfortunate” gesture, after the inauguration of a rapist felon, the man who owns him, Leon Skum, gave the crowd a Nazi salute; twice.

When they show you who they are, believe them.

After years of being praised by MAGAts as “sent by God” to save America, when The Felon took the oath of office on Monday he did not place his hand on the Holy Bible. I guess maybe he thought it might explode like one of President Musk’s rockets.

PS Maybe it’s just me, but it looks like Fake Melanie making her first appearance since the election. And, if sio, why is she dressed like a Rabbi?

Will Howard is the quarterback for the Ohio State Buckeyes and this past weekend his team beat Notre Dame to win the National Championship; in an interview he thanked God for the win.

Cuz, you know, God likes Will Howard more than Notre Dame’s quarterback; or maybe God, after watching LA burn and countless thousands of people go homeless, decided not to help those people when there was a football game at stake.

As our Late Great Anne Marie would say, “FOAD.”

Cole Forsgen is a fitness and lifestyle model … whatever that is, but … Would You Hit It?

And tomorrow begins the Great Blindfold Getaway … I don’t know where we’re headed, but I will be driving wherever Carlos directs … wish us well.