Lovely Anons
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So these two Anons popped into my Inbox at around the same time last night. 👇
My handy dandy IP tracker let me know ONE of those two Anons came from this IP location 👇 Notice the “ask” bottom right...that lets me know my last Anon Ask came from that IP.
But when I click on the actual IP numbers, I get a location in in or close to the suburbs of Philadelphia, PA.
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Mhm, which Extreme Shipper who lives in either New Jersey or Pennsylvania hates me and Paul Camuso? *taps chin* I can think of a couple right off the bat and they both are on the older side, with lots of disposable income. Disposable income comes in handy WHEN YOU HAVE TO PAY OUT a lawsuit for HARASSMENT. Crazy, stupid AND rich...my favorite! 🤑
Oh, and FYI, I don’t “low key hate” Cait. I LOVE Cait. How many times do I have to REPEAT the SAME thing? Sam is not my man. Tobias is. Yes, I wouldn’t kick Sam out of bed for eating crackers, but if I had a choice, I may choose Cait before even Sam. Wrap that around your puny brains, my frothy ones.
Please save this for future reference, so you don’t have to keep pestering me with the same nonsense. Here is my list in order of preference in my bed: TOBIAS, TOBIAS, TOBIAS, then TOBIAS some more, then TOBIAS again, then TOBIAS morning, noon, and night, and then.....TOBIAS again for good measure, and twice on Sunday. Have I made myself clear? Then after my Lord and Master, Tobs, it would probably be a toss up between Cait and Sam. Actually, no, Graham would be next in line. “Your humble servant, on her knees for her war laird.” Then I would do rock, papers, scissors to choose between Cait or Sam. Sam or Cait. Cait or Sam. It’s a tie. Or maybe both Cait AND Sam. So greedy, I know. 😋 Then another tie between my Scottish biscuit Rik or my French baguette Cesar. Am I in the mood for “Aye, aye” or “Oui, oui?” Life is about making those hard choices. I said hard. 😉
Soooo, as you can see, not only do I not hate Cait, I think she is a QUEEN. It’s not that I “don’t want her with Sam,” it’s that...um, let me think...SHE’S MARRIED TO TONY. 💑 And since my brain is still in my head and functioning, I ACCEPT REALITY. Doh. 🤦♀️
Until next time, my pets...😘
