All the birds twittered in unison next to him. I think they were secretly laughing together at my bungled Skelly Hunting fiasco. Saint Twit had a funny smirk on his noggin too. Ah well. They should be pleased to see me, not every day the SP darkens the door of the Abbey, I am Jewish after all.
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Saturday, April 23, 2011
Saint Twit, the patron saint of Tweeting smiled down at me from his prominent mosaic in the Abbey
"Don't despair,SP. Just tweet your SP Followers, Skelly Sighting at WA a hoax, false alarm. Go back to your daily business."
All the birds twittered in unison next to him. I think they were secretly laughing together at my bungled Skelly Hunting fiasco. Saint Twit had a funny smirk on his noggin too. Ah well. They should be pleased to see me, not every day the SP darkens the door of the Abbey, I am Jewish after all.
All the birds twittered in unison next to him. I think they were secretly laughing together at my bungled Skelly Hunting fiasco. Saint Twit had a funny smirk on his noggin too. Ah well. They should be pleased to see me, not every day the SP darkens the door of the Abbey, I am Jewish after all.
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