tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5416556583423635558.post6466961824880589850..comments2024-03-28T05:41:54.888-05:00Comments on The Final Chapters: NO INTENTION OF NOT BEING INTENTIONALluluhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11520683067915486215noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5416556583423635558.post-45429132801910436542017-06-12T10:48:44.490-05:002017-06-12T10:48:44.490-05:00THAT VICTOR! He keeps us on our toes!!
Blessings,...THAT VICTOR! He keeps us on our toes!!<br />Blessings, My Friend!Loraluhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09428559311387283317noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5416556583423635558.post-18019988520879353542017-06-12T07:35:14.776-05:002017-06-12T07:35:14.776-05:00LOL Victor....geesh, just nearly spat out my coffe...LOL Victor....geesh, just nearly spat out my coffee with your jousting. I, for one, am enjoying sweet Lulu's deep thought post...preach on sista', preach on.Lindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16466115918585699329noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5416556583423635558.post-36542133803642064092017-06-12T06:05:23.743-05:002017-06-12T06:05:23.743-05:00AH, Victor, why would you be depressed when it wil...AH, Victor, why would you be depressed when it will only get better? I am not depressed - in fact- I am enjoying every minute of my visit. I might be accused of many things, but missing out on the fun & laughter are not on the list.<br />Blessings, My Friend!Loraluhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09428559311387283317noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5416556583423635558.post-82607490425740971602017-06-12T04:37:34.540-05:002017-06-12T04:37:34.540-05:00By Jove, Madam ... you have a way of making me dep...By Jove, Madam ... you have a way of making me depressed and down in the mouth. All this talk about it all coming to an end is far too gloomy for me. For your information; I intend to go on living for ever, even if I die trying.<br /><br />As for friends and friendship ... humbug ... as Ebeneezer Scrooge would say. Humbug. In my experience friends are a nuisance. I believe a friend in need is a pain in the neck working his way South. Friends always pop in your house when it is most inconvenient. They tell you their stories and experiences when you have made it perfectly obvious you are not interested. Why should I care what their children did at school, or the fact that their husband has a boil on his backside. Why can't my "friends" just go away and keep their boils to themselves?<br /><br />There you are, Lulu. You made me depressed and I returned the favour.<br /><br />Now why don't we all cheer up and and push a few sticks of celery through someone's window and shout "THE TRIFFIDS HAVE LANDED ... THE TRIFFIDS HAVE LANDED !!!"<br /><br />Now that's what I call fun.<br /><br />God bless.<br /><br /> Victor S E Moubarakhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04280638667651857296noreply@blogger.com