It’s kind of like what I do.
While writing of my romantic escapades recently, I could not help but notice that I had typed “That I was not a fool.” and “hate to be a fool” and “I feel like I was a fool.”
A recurring theme as it were.
Readers here yesterday will recall me not knowing about the viral craze … that Fox Thing … and not understanding “Ding ding ding” or What The Fox Said.
And my very good friend encouraging me with the gentle admonition:
Just ask questions before you make a fool of yourself again.
It happened again today. With an image. On the web.
Took me a while … which is funny considering the room I had at the lake this summer.
I was trying…
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