Our friend Keith has a way with words that I certainly don’t have. He can ever-so-subtly make one scratch one’s head and wonder, “Did he just insult me or compliment me?” Since I am struggling to find words as I sit here bundled in a sweatshirt and blanket, sipping hot coffee with teeth still chattering, I decided to share Keith’s tonight. Thank you, Keith!
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I do like me some Keith
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Jill, many thanks. With respect to the Reverend, his own son testified against him about his voter manipulation last time I ran. It was so egregious, the judge set aside his victory. It surprises me he is running again expecting us to forget his previous actions as he tethers himself to Trump as a supposed paragon of values. Keith
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PS – That should say “he ran.”
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😉 I knew
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Perhaps he figures that if Trump can run again with all his crimes, then why not try? What a precedent it sets, eh?
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Good Heavens, those teeth sound like a typewriter on speed. Try sipping a hot toddy instead and go back to bed with a hot teddy (hot water bottle) if you can. Cwtch.
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Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr … s-s-so c-c-cold … g-g-good advice about the h-h-hot toddy AND t-t-teddy! Cwtch
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Your comment to Keith made me smile.😊Like I had heard it before cronies with Dallas in it.😂
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