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So, this Friday is next in line for the ‘Here is when the World is going to End’ failed predictions. At least it’s only a few days away, and I won’t have to suffer through endless BIN articles of prepping, lens flares, FEMA Camp/WalMart connections, and an insufferable Indian who has grown quite sensitive to comments. At least my bunghole don’t hurt like Bob’s [insert rim-shot here]!!!!!!
So, should I go ahead and pay my mortage for next month, or just blow it off and hope the giant tidal wave washes away the house before the ice has time to set, as I live on the coast now but am supposedly going to be the “new arctic” once the poles shift. [See, shaken to your core........ see what I did there]
#BlackCometsMatter.
Au revoir, Maroons. See you on Saturday, the 30th…………. With ample supplies of salt for you to eat your collective hats.