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Important DFP Poll – Special COVID-19 Edition

Saturday, March 28, 2020. Approx. 20:00 hours. To hell with exact minutes. Does it even matter anymore?

Like the rest of the survivors, I’m home. Nowhere else to be.

Time was when pizza and Weebles were my heart’s delight. But it was a different world then, in those innocent and carefree days. The halcyon days.

Now any one of us is lucky to find toilet paper.

And to think that once upon a time, I had been a staunch advocate for dietary fiber. But no more.

So many of my future plans seem unlikely now. Will I ever set foot in Italy? Or shake anyone’s hand again?

DFP, are you out there? Do you copy? Repeat: Do you copy?

Nothing to do now but wait….

[It looks like I started a post 9 years ago and never finished it. Why? Here it is…]

You give some goddamn punks a message board and they can’t be nice and say “please” and “thank you” and all get along. Noooooo. They have to say how they hate baby orangutans and about […]

[That’s where it cuts off. What was I trying to say? What was my point?!]

First post of 2020!

No posts from anybody in 2019!

We’re finally living in the End Times, friends! I honestly don’t mind too much. I’m surprised I still exist, actually.

Anybody else out there? Or have you all succumbed to the COOTIE-19 virus?

[Cough. Wheeze.]

Are blogs still a thing?

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