For the first time in about three weeks, I started to read the comments and was about 10 seconds into them before the Boys Club of 12-years old hijacked the comments with the usual lame and childish jokes about flatulence, goats, et. al. Think I’ll skip this from here on out. Bye.
Juvenile? I think not. I suppose we’re all entitled to an opinion. I just get weary of the carping and nitpicking. It’s comics, for pete sakes. A form of entertainment. Short of the Crimestoppers panel, not real life. Just enjoy the ride.
At one time I worked for a great boss who had a simple philosophy: if you come to me with a kvetch, you’d better have a solution. Same fella’ said, if you see a problem, you own it.
At last. Someone I loath more than Tiffany. In fact, while I don’t condone violence, here’s where I’d make an exception. In this instance, it would be okay for Tiffany to wind up and deck this egotisticall dame! (And I’m being polite by calling there that.) A shiner and a fat lip would improve her looks.
For the first time in about three weeks, I started to read the comments and was about 10 seconds into them before the Boys Club of 12-years old hijacked the comments with the usual lame and childish jokes about flatulence, goats, et. al. Think I’ll skip this from here on out. Bye.