What started as a simple Facebook post turned into a full-blown punctuation meltdown, conspiracy theories, and a homemade “forensics file.” This is what happens when facts meet fragile egos — and Virgin Monk Boy lights a candle and a fire.
Gotta love the broken record tactic. All the wit and determination of a second grader whose mommy forgot to give him his post-Cocoa Puffs dose of Ritalin before school.
Ernie, your comment was like a perfectly sharpened #2 pencil dipped in sarcasm and cosmic truth. The kind of wit that makes me wonder if you’ve been sneaking into the monastery archives after hours. Consider yourself blessed with the sacred Spoon of Sass—wield it wisely, and always after your Cocoa Puffs. 🥣🕯️
Gotta love the broken record tactic. All the wit and determination of a second grader whose mommy forgot to give him his post-Cocoa Puffs dose of Ritalin before school.
Ernie, your comment was like a perfectly sharpened #2 pencil dipped in sarcasm and cosmic truth. The kind of wit that makes me wonder if you’ve been sneaking into the monastery archives after hours. Consider yourself blessed with the sacred Spoon of Sass—wield it wisely, and always after your Cocoa Puffs. 🥣🕯️