I thought at first it was Sunday, I don't know why. Too sleepy-headed, I guess. Or perhaps because everything was quiet. And then when I saw Saturday indicated on someone's blog, I wondered what was wrong? I finally remembered that I'd lost track. I was glad to know what day it was. A free day, sort of? Not entirely. But still it's better to know what day it is. Blow me a kiss and send me on my way!
War Is Hell, Part 373
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Donald Trump has spent the first year of his second term. . . . . .
mocking. bullying, threatening and pissing on countries that used to be
friends and all...
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