Flynn's Paws: My Thoughts, My Gripes

Month: April 2016

  • 20160401 Daily Paws

    Flynn: In my OLD blog, I mentioned how I used to love my boxes of colorful crayons and how I used to color with loud squealing noises while trying to keep the tips ‘straight’. Nowadays, I can only appreciate the various colors of nature – from the bright orange poppies – a federally protected State Flower of California (USA), and other smiling flowers, such as the pansies, to the birds that happen to visit our birdbath out back. Just yesterday, Mom finished sewing a blanket of various patterned material. I must say that blanket is quite colorful indeed. It’s being used downstairs in the living room.

    Kitty: I love colorful birds, especially your two remaining Lutino parakeets. They are like golden sunshine with their fiery red eyeballs. I often think of them as little baby chickens. I do recall you wanting to experience holding yellow chicks in your hands like you once did in the Philippines where your late maternal uncle Florene lived. And now Mel and Bud are your playmates, the bundle of joy they bring to your life. You could make me happy too if I you could hold one up for me to kiss. Yes? No. I guess not.

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    Source: Colorful

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    To clarify, Mom and I don’t support Trump. We simply like him and his speeches of mostly theatrics, err, rhetorics. We feel that he really means what he says, and will act accordingly. Otherwise, we’re doomed to Communism. I wonder why that was planned for America.

    Next, Das Squirrel said last night that no matter how y’all look at it, abortion is simply murder. The one committing the act of death is the service provider – legal and illegal. Trump is correct about the mothers being the victim.

    Last night whereupon Das Squirrel left, he called home and inquired of us about his missing garage door opener. I looked issued. Dad looked outdoors, with the convenience of the city code violation of blue lighting – shining TOO brightly across our property and across the two Asian houses across from us.

    I saw dark-colored boat pause too long at the Rue. I motioned a crazy temple gesture and pointed in the general direction of the crazy bitch living next door to us. Then the “boat” crossed cautiously across MY long stretch of road, rolled slowly to an almost pause at the streetlight to our two mailboxes, and proceeded eastbound on MY drive.

    After coming home from picking up Dad’s repaired MB E430 from the dealership, the crazy bitch living next door to us opened her garage door and pretended to check her empty mailbox, which is a way for her to snoop inside our opened garage. As Dad took a freaking long time to park inside the right side of the garage, I was standing near the switch to close the garage when she saw me. That was Tuesday evening around six o’clock during a political meeting, I think.

    So as long as she lives in that intra-family transferred, single residence and with her mental order that’s permanent until she dies, she’ll continue to scream. Is that what y’all want? If she’s renting, I can follow through with legal actions, of course. Stupid American laws.

    Next, 0807. M spider sense indicated to open front window wooden blinds. Sure enough, I saw big dark blue SUV parked in front of streetlight between our two mailboxes. Upon struggling slowly to move aside the sheer curtains and while trying to use the binoculars to view the license plate number ending in what appears to be eights, the SUV took off eastbound on MY drive! That’s a sync.

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    34,000+ WHITE WOMEN RAPED LAST YEAR BY BLACKS LESS THAN 10 BLACK WOMEN RAPED BY WHITES…. http://dailymessenger.blogspot.com/2016/04/34000-white-women-raped-last-year-by.html

    I agree. As per a divorced Filipina, she said that whenever a purple crayon gets angry, they REALLY get angry. He abused her, too.

    Sure, they’re friendly at face value but when they have their episodes, like yesterday’s Safeway run, the difference is apparent.

    That pinkish feminist was outta control and shouldn’t punch anyone, especially that elderly pinkish man.

    I don’t understand why feminists must portray themselves as fugly butches. She had a shaven hair in the back of her skull full of mush (a la El Rushbeau sound bite).

    If feminists like her wanna be treated like men, perhaps larger, body building women could punch her back like men and hard.

    Had she been a different crayon, that would have made mainstream ad nauseam media.

    I’m not understanding why crayons of similar shades cannot get along with each other.

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    Portland Community College Sponsors All Whites Are Racist Oppressors Month https://saboteur365.wordpress.com/2016/03/31/portland-community-college-sponsors-all-whites-are-racist-oppressors-month/

    Yup. Based on the attached image showing dark and light melatonin skin designation, I can see that these are two distinct, though biologically compatible, species.

    While waiting in line at the checkout of Safeway yesterday Thursday, I noticed the purple crayon pulled roughly the long receipt from the cash register and handed it to the short Asian Dad who had his cute little Asian daughter nearby.

    We were next. Before Dad handed his sixty dollars in change, Mom noticed and told him that be charged twice for the National Enquire magazine, which featured Ted Cruz and his alleged five mistresses.

    After self-stuffing our own green grocery bags, he handed us the long receipt and two long coupon thingies for playing Monopoly. He didn’t hand over our change in bills.

    I asked Dad if he received his thirteen dollar bills after I told the cashier that we only got ninety-seven pennies, meaning coins from the dispenser near the bagging area.

    He was tall and soft spoken and said sorry twice. He was rather handsome. The receipt read 03/31/16 13:40 929 2 367 0436. He was quick with the next customer’s bills and handed her change to us.

    Well, there y’all go. Someone given a second chance and already messed up.

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