gipper
Diamond Member
- Jan 8, 2011
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I can see I’m a victim of your ignorance.Ha, you only know the feelings about perceived victimhood.
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I can see I’m a victim of your ignorance.Ha, you only know the feelings about perceived victimhood.
No, you just yourself who thinks that you’re a victim.I can see I’m a victim of your ignorance.
I agreed with you. I am a victim, but only of your ignorance. What more do you require?No, you just yourself who thinks that you’re a victim.
Nope, your just a victim and whining about your own personal challenges.I agreed with you. I am a victim, but only of your ignorance. What more do you require?
Spot on GipI agreed with you. I am a victim, but only of your ignorance. What more do you require?
You are a Democrat. A modern crazy Democrat
Why is that? Based on what? Exactly?You are a Democrat. A modern crazy Democrat
How would I know "WHY" you defend Democrat insanityWhy is that? Based on what? Exactly?
Give me an intelligent, reasoned response.
Like what? Come on, give me a full, intelligent response.How would I know "WHY" you defend Democrat insanity
Can chemicals cause Lewy body dementia?Yes, I am a party member because the man I married was a member, and I loved everything about him and refused to cancel his vote even though an Independent at the time. Unfortunately, he passed away in 2016, of old age brain issues. They are now blaming a chemical in toothpaste called fluoride that begets lewey bodies that turn brain cells into a deleterious substance that causes brain fog and worse. One morning we fell asleep, and when I woke up, he didn't. It was the worst day of my life, and our 46 years together seemed like no time at all, because every day he was alive, I was so happy because I looked up to him and his sense of humor. Every time I think of him all I can remember is how joyful he made my life. I will always remain in his party. And God likely needed a specific kind of a man to make the angels in heaven laugh, having seen him Master of Ceremonies at the company's annual Christmas party and an occasional summer picnic. How could I ask God to bring him back with the world that has people stealing, fighting, cheating, gossipping and killing other people. So I decided to set my heart break and think of the angels whose job it is to look after unamused human beings. His sense of humor, I miss it, but God needs him to make their sadness disappear after listening to him get their minds off misery and make their troubles vanish. God did the right thing, and though a little tear is forming, I keep his picture handy to recall and adore the way he made sure his loved ones were happy 24/7/365. What a dear and positive man he was. He still invaded my memories of pure joy. I never met anyone like him in my whole life. Lucky me.