The Mindless Thread

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Not a Bad speech who ever wrote did a fine job. She needed them during the campaign. I hope it was all an education for her and maybe she will become a serious advocate for her causes. Congrats to her for the award.

"But some look at this moment and rightly feel the weight of history. Some see the flames on our horizons, the rising waters in our cities, the shadows gathering over our democracy, and ask, ‘What do we do now?' But we know exactly what to do, because we have done it before, and we will do it again."
 
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I move into a new apartment in New York and heads to the lobby to put my name on the mailbox.

A stunning young woman steps out of the apartment next to the mailboxes, wearing nothing but a robe.
She flashes a warm smile and strikes up a conversation. As we chat, her robe slowly slips open, revealing that she’s wearing absolutely nothing underneath.

I start to perspire & struggle to keep eye contact.

After a few minutes, she gently places a hand on my arm and whispers, “Let’s go inside—I hear someone coming…”

Without hesitation, I follow her into the apartment. She closes the door, leans against it, and with a sultry look, lets the robe fall completely open.

“Tell me, "She purrs, “what would you say is my best feature?”

I'm a wreck, stammer, clears my throat, and finally blurt out, “Uh… your ears!”

She looks absolutely baffled. “My ears?! Look at these boobs, my butt? Firm, flawless, zero cellulite! My skin? Perfect, no blemishes! Out of everything, WHY would you say my ears?!”



“Because… when you said you heard someone coming… that was me.”
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