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It’s been a long time since I’ve seen Facebook agree on anything. But the crisis in Ukraine has my far right friends posting the same images as my far left friends… and they all break my heart.

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I can’t even imagine what these poor people are going through.

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And though I know it means less than nothing…

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I posted that photo with hope in my heart that this terrible tragedy will be over soon.

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I could never leave my pets behind. Ever. Hell, I refused to evacuate for a hurricane when the eye was headed straight for us in coastal Carolina. We had 5 cats, a cockatiel and a duck, no hotel on earth accepts that. (And yes, the duck spent the entire storm in the bathtub. Safe, sound and quite happy.)

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You have to love a dove with pin point aim.

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Things that made me look twice.

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Word of warning. Be careful when you write a blog about your acupuncture treatment.

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You never know who might drop by to comment.

The following photo is an advertisement I saw on my FB feed. At first glance I thought… no. That can’t be what I think it is..

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I was wrong.

It was exactly what I thought it was.. and now my only question is wtf?

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Wow.

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Screw you Facebook!

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Like it isn’t bad enough we haven’t travelled anywhere since Christmas 2019.

As if I don’t miss the annual large trip and three smaller vacations we used to take every year.

Because Covid hasn’t made life as sedentary and boring as possible? Facebook has to twist the knife in a little deeper with their constant “memories” feature.

On this day three years ago you were happy!

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On this day three years ago you were exploring Sedona Arizona!

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On this day three years ago you had no idea life would soon come to a screeching halt!

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So cut it out Facebook!

I don’t need to be reminded how much I loved traveling… I realize it every time we treat walking over to the man cave/Barn Mahal like a weekend getaway.

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I totally saw a yacht at sea.

How pathetic is that?

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Let’s play.

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It may be a new year, but some things aren’t changing.

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The answers on Facebook were way funnier than what I came up with so here you go…

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Alaska shrinkage is most assuredly a thing.

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And that’s the type of wood you definitely don’t want to chop.

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Ouch!!!

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Thankful to be a woman for this one.

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There’s casual… and then there’s casual.

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Alcohol. It says everything is a good idea.

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My favorite new algorithm.

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Ball wash and banana hammocks be damned… my Facebook feed has finally found an ad campaign I can get behind.

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Meet Peanut, the Nuts.com squirrel.

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He’s not red, not gray.

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But whatever he is, Peanut is a definite step up from the usual crap that pollutes my page.

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Welcome Peanut.

Here’s hoping you and your nuts drown out the testicle hygiene products for months to come.

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So glad I didn’t receive these gifts for Christmas…

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There really are some horrible products for sale, and my Facebook algorithm is going to make sure I see each and every one of them.

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You think those flowers are pretty…. but they’re not your average blooms. Don’t believe me? Click on the pic and enlarge it, but be warned.

What is seen cannot be unseen.

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I was never tempted to give my mother the gift of mildly offensive genitalia, but hey. Whatever floats your boat.

Floral penises not tempting enough? I got your back.

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Literally in this case.

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I doubt ‘eating ass’ needed a new meaning, but there you have it.

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What… you were expecting Jason Momoa?

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This used to be the only mer-man.

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A sorry excuse for the species to be sure.

But then this disturbing photo popped up on my Facebook feed…

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Bad grammar aside, the first sadomasochistic version is bound to have all the fish shaking their heads. ( fins? tails? whatever )

If it’s all the same to you, I’ll continue dreaming about the only mer-man I’ll ever need.

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You’re welcome.

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