Are hereby categorically denied.
Turquoise blue and silver too,
The bolo tie’s the tie for you,
Manly, rugged, and quite prieux,
You’re the cock-a-doodle-doo.
Sir, I have met Roderick Spode. Roderick Spode became a friend of mine. Sir, Donald Trump is no Roderick Spode. Why, I bet he’s never so much as fashioned a single lady’s undergarment.
I twiddled ye olde TV dials yesterday e’en full of elan and the punting spirit. I had placed largish sums as part of a betting syndicate on several of the contenders in the Republican debate and was looking forward to a spirited gallop.
But it seems the whole betting thingummy had to be scratched. Parties whose names will not sully my lips had nobbled one of the thoroughbred contenders well before the starting gun, dash it. The whole affair was a frost.
It is almost enough to make one lose one’s faith in the purity of the political process. Absolutely!
I am pleased to announce the return of the Christmas season. Yesterday I heard my son telling his little cousin all about “Jo-Fes.”
It is still silly season, however. My girls like watching Fred Astaire videos on youtube. They also like Star Wars. This afternoon I heard them singing
You say Palpatine
I say Palpateen
You say Darth Vader
I say Darth Vahder
Lets call the whole thing off.
I didn’t have the heart to tell them that I could ask the principals to settle any such little dispute.
The keys to miracles are laid out in Spencer Kimball’s book “Faith Precedes the Miracle” available used on Amazon.
Personal guidance and revelation through the Holy Ghost, also being forms of miracles, are accessed with the same keys.