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Social Media Is a Tattle Tale

She was just sitting there, not paying attention. A sitting duck? I guessed. She glared at me. Can I please finish the story? I knew then I was in for a pouty evening. So I was quiet. As long as I could be. A sitting duck? I guessed again. I had seen the photo on social media. She has not spoken to me since. Angry that I know what she has for breakfast And what color panties she has on….

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Date: 1/11/2021 6:45:00 PM
Hello Caren dear. Like Gershon I refuse to have anything to do (or say) on any social media! It's a waste of precious time. I know friends who spend every minute of their waking lives searching it! Thanks for stopping by as always. Best to you in the new year despite the bad start Trump has given to it! / Maurice
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 1/12/2021 2:51:00 PM
I think it is hilarious that it has replaced not only their familis, but sometimes their brains.
Date: 1/10/2021 4:56:00 PM
Made me laugh... I don't use social media, so I guess I miss out on both breakfast and colored panties. lol. Thanks, C.K.
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 1/12/2021 2:52:00 PM
You sure are not missing anything Gershon!

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