Why Is Mother Gargle Attacking Me Like This?

I stopped being on Twitter back on October 1st. I said I was taking a break and just haven't returned and probably won't. I have deleted most people I followed on there and locked my account so there's no incentive to go back. I did post one update offering up some BlueSky codes. I still have some if you want one, just reach out to me at one of my many social networking sites.

I have been getting back into writing over the last couple of months, and I would like to start posting them somewhere. I would also like to start making even a little money from writing. As soon as I figure out how and where to do that, I'll let you know. But you came here for The Born Loser so let's get at it.

June 11, 1977

Brutus Thornapple's Putting Challenge.

Where is Brutus? A golf course? A park? Just a field by his house? How big is his yard?

I don't know why Brutus has to be grinning like an idiot but Mother Gargle, and I mean this with my entire being and apologize for the profanity, can eat my whole ass and die.