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Perspectives Change Everything…

I love to travel, meet new people, and experience other cultures. One of the main reasons is to look at the wide variety of perspectives and how they make me feel.

Let me see if I can illuminate this topic with different ‘perspectives’.

Oh how I love California! The ocean views, beautiful hiking, fabulous people, it is truly the land of opportunity! Movie stars, Millionaires, Beverly Hills, Shopping, and diversity beyond belief!

Oh how I hate California! Poverty, traffic, heroine alleys, gangs, fires, mud slides, and earthquakes.

Both Perspectives are completely true. No one can deny you can find each item on my list in California.

It is about your perspective and how you see it. Yes, life has some hand in what your perspective is.

For example, there was a young boy in North Carolina (on @Wave 3 News last night) who was selling Lemonade on the corner. His lemonade stand was robbed and he was held at gun point to give all of his, under twenty dollars, over to this man!

Omg, the first thing that went through my mind was how this poor boy felt. He is probably going to be scared to death to ever sell anything again. I mean he might have been ten years old…this is terrible! I feel so bad!!!

Then the rest of the story was released…Lowe’s in his town heard of this terrible robbery and ask the boy what he was selling ‘Organic Lemonade’ for. When he explained he was raising money to purchase a riding lawn mower, they gave him one!!!

I am not sure of the details if you want to read more look it up on Wave 3 News August 6th.

But what a lesson for everyone! That young boy has been given an entirely different perspective.

Life gave him lemons, he tried making lemonade, life created turpin tine, to give him a life line.

I mean yes we have much to celebrate! As for this young boy receiving a gift, but what about another perspective…he also received a terrific most valuable gift…his life!

What didn’t stop that criminal from robbing a young boys lemonade stand, did stop him from taking the boys life. Somewhere in that ‘bad’ person there is Good.

I know there will always be bad things that happen. I also realize just tilting your head slightly to the right or left, may not be able to ‘fix’ all the wrongs in the world today.

However, I do know that there is One Universal Goal that we ALL SHARE! What might that be? To Better…to better your life, abundance, emotions, life, legacy, spiritual connection the world. It doesn’t matter what you do or have done…us as humans are all in this together. To create a betterment for each other and generations to come.

Sometimes achieving the betterment goal, is by simply adjusting your focus.

Guess what adjusting your perspective automatically resets your focus. Which in turn creates one giant step towards YOU FEELING BETTER! Yippee!! That makes me feel happy and fancy free!

Take time to Pause today to glance at what your perspective is. Do you see all angles? Now decide which feels better and choose that perspective.

I promise if I focused on all the bad that I have had, I can’t imagine where I would have ever found my good friend, Glad!

I wish for you to see the good in everything around you! The cup is half full or half empty, if it has anything in at all. You get to choose your own Perspective!

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Because Living with every breath you breathe. Loving with your entire soul and recognizing that life will throw you some lemons and it’s your perspective which will assist you in Carrying On…is the way to accomplish the Universal Goal to be better!

God Bless!

Written & Copyrights by: Teena Drake

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Butterflies flutter because they are proud of how far they have come…

Look at the life cycle of a butterfly. Coming from a tiny egg, suspended underneath a flimsy leaf. One drop of water, one piece of Hail hits their nest and SPLAT! Hurdle number one!

I see quite a few similarities to humans and butterflies already. Don’t you? We begin in a sac and it’s up to someone else to determine our fate. Because after all there is pro choice, some parents use drugs while pregnant. Ugh orrrrr somebody else thinks they can hurt a mommy and it’s alright grrrr. Okay go back…I went to far (music plays in the background) back to the butterfly cycle.

Then they have to eat frantically to basically stay alive, long enough to create an outer coating to protect them while they metamorphosis into an almost beautiful butterfly. Shew!!!!

Humans have to fight to stay alive from birth until their current age. I mean think about it when I was born my mom didn’t strap me with a five point harness and carefully drive the speed limit to get out of the hospital. In fact she probably held me without a seat belt.

Plus, children aren’t born with racism, offensive language, the emotions of awe did I hurt your feelungs? No they were born with ummmmm that feels terrific, do some more of that. Or that was fun let’s play some more.

But we still had to learn quite quickly eat your food because, somewhere there are children that would die for one spoonful of your Peas and Liver and onions, doused in butter or crisco. Yes, us humans and butterflies have similar life cycles.

Let’s move on to the tightly wrapped chrysalis, which you know is uncomfortable. And everytime a ‘threat’ disturbs the outer casing the wrap seems to squeeze a little tighter or wrap a few more strands.

As miraculous as it is to observe and enjoy. It reminds me of middle school through my twenties. Maybe until 33, but let’s just say 29ish. 😉

How FREAKING AWKWARD were those years. I felt like I was in a cacoon the entire time. I would wiggle and squirm. Lash out at the ones who were closest to me and sometimes even hurt others out of fear from being hurt, once again.

We go thru really down times, no one understands us and we always feel like we are begging to just feel better and not so confined.

The time has come…the freeing of the butterfly. It is probably the most frustrating observation you could ever have. Although it is extremely beautiful, the struggles to break free are real! It’s worse than watching a baby chick be born or even a human baby! They begin really small. The struggle is necessary! If anyone helps a butterfly break free…it will die!

Why? Because those struggles are for the butterflies wings to build strength. If their wings are weak, then the butterfly won’t be able to fly. And won’t be able to take cover when necessary, find food, or lay more eggs to create, yet the next beautiful generation of surviving beauty!

What about us? How many times during our struggles do we wish it was over? We wish for an easier way?

But if you didn’t have all your trials and tribulations where would you be? No one enjoys everything about those formative years. Nor can anyone place a time line on when YOU are ready to spread your wings and fly!

However, you will fly someday! If you just keep on believing, building, and growing. It won’t be long until you have outgrown your own cacoon and although the comfort of staying safe is cozy, your desires are screaming…we are hungry!

Is today your day to bust out? Are you ready to gain enough strength to fly? Keep on keeping on. Dream it, see it, and Most of ALL BE IT!!!!

Thank you precious butterflies for teaching us…that no amount of struggling can stop us from showing off our beautiful wings!!!!

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I hate you, I hate her, did you know what she said? I hate him too!!!!

Ever had a friend like this? No matter what the conversation, it is how much they hate something about you, their ex, and sometimes even their children. 

Ever analyzed or pondered what they are actually saying? “I Hate ME!” And everytime ‘I hate’ is stated it is not about anyone else, but rather ourselves or whoever says it. (Whether positive or negative the vibration always returns to where it came from). 

Let me see if I can explain it differently…

If you hate math and continually tell others how much you hate math. How useless it is and how you will never be good at math. You are focusing on what is, ‘I hate Math.’

After you begin to LIVE this pattern of ‘hating’ math you tell others why, when, where, and how you are never going to love math. Yet it continually shows up in your life. Every state exam, GED, even Science and Social Studies, math shows up. But you won’t give up and neither will it. Evertime you exhibit the emotion towards math the emotion returns over and over again. Because the truth is life without math is not complete ;). 

How do you get off the horse, bouncing up and down, on the Merry go round? Change your vocabulary. One at a time. Find everything you do love about math!

Wow! I love knowing how to tell time because I know when it is five o’clock or break time. Or I love earning money (which is all about math… time+effort+desire=outcome/monetary reward). Or what about vacation…how much, how far, time, destination and AWE five o’clock cocktail under the cabana! 

If you are continually telling the story of, “I hate you, I hate her, him and all of them!”

You will quickly find others will regurgitate whatever you tell them. For example, I have this dear friend of mine and he told me all the things he hated in fifteen minutes or less about four or five people. I allowed him this opportunity, intentionally. When I paused and requested to know what he liked (not loved) just liked, he continued to spout off all the negative crud he is receiving and ‘what is’ being done to him by a select group of people. 

A few days later I was in town and spoke to a few of the people he had been complaining about. Guess what? They said, “He hates us, now. He has done this, that and oh so much more. I don’t care anymore he is damaged and isn’t going to improve. He only likes himself.”

Hmmmmm do you see any similarities? After listening to their side I quietly asked, “Do you believe all that?”

But guess who did believe all those hateful acqusations? He did. Therefore, his life had become filled with what he was focusing, talking, and dwelling on. 

Was this his intention? NOOOO. And with just a little tweaking of his vocaulary he could altar the outcome.

What if we all paused immediatly after stating something crappy about someone else and asked ourselves, “Why did we even think to say that? What part about them do I not like and in return, I don’t like about myself?”

I know it is ‘difficult’ to accept that we create our own destiny. And if you would like to discuss this bold and true statement I am more than happy to oblige. 

What is the story you choose to tell? Is it the poor me or the bold, beautiful, powerful me? Enjoy your choice, if your story is not generating joy…CHANGE IT! 

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I haven’t found another program like ours and the most important information is it is FUN!!!!! 

Sending you great love and even more laughter! I hope you laugh until you pee your pants or at least until your best friend does! 

As always we wish for anyone who reads or shares these posts that you will remember, EVERYONE has a story, we love hearing yours, but most importantly…

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God Bless! 

Written & Copywrite by: Teena Drake (Sunshine)

 

We don’t like you!!One Flamingo said to the other…part 2

To Be Continued…

(We left off at this part of our story)

With their feathers ruffled as if they were taking flight, the boys took off running towards Franky’s back yard.

Freddy decided not to go because he was so mad at how rude his friends were. 😠😳

When the boys entered the gate their eyes almost popped out of their heads! Toys, a sand box, outside games, a swing set and at least ten other Flamingos. All GIRLS! And All different colors!💖💚💙💜💛

At first Ralph, Freddy’s best friend felt sad that Freddy didn’t come and began to turn around to beg him to join them.

Until, he spotted Franky slipping out the gate to go ask Freddy. Before she disappeared she paused, turned around and winked at Ralph. He smiled real big and went off to play in the sand box with Mabel the purple Flamingo.😉

To be continued…

Franky lightly pecked on the gate to Freddy’s back yard, as she began to tumble and fall into the gate. It flew open making a loud BANG, as it swung with great force. Due to Franky completeing a somersault, with head first and feet quickly following. She landed with a ‘SPLAT’ flat on her back, starring up at the gigantic cumulus clouds floating by.

When Freddy rushed over to check on his new friend, he noticed she had two long, pink & lime green, tubes tightly gripped in her beak. She may have taken a tumble, but she refused to ruin her new friends gift!

Freddy gently removed the funny shaped tubes from Franky’s beak and the two began to laugh, HYSTERICALLY! Before long they were both laughing so hard they were rolling on the ground, with tears in their eyes. They were holding their cheeks & tummies trying to ease their discomfort from the over abundance of laughter.

Between gasping for air and left over chuckles, Freddy asked Franky, “What were you trying to do? And what are these things?”

Recovering from her somersault and long outburst of laughter she replied with, “Bubbles! Those are bubble containers in our own colors! I was bringing them to blow bubbles with you and ask you to come to my house and play.”

The two of them rolled around a few minutes more, enjoying the moment of laughter and regaining their composure. Until both flamingos were silent, laying in the sunlite, not moving a muscle.

Freddy broke their silence by clearing his throat, as if he were about to make a declaration, he paused for a moment, then rolled towards Franky and said, “I don’t want to come to your yard to play. Not because I don’t like you, but because I am so mad 😦 at my friends. And, and…(his feathers began to become ruffled again, as he raises them up and pushes one in Franky’s face as if he is pointing at her)…and if you knew how awful they talked about you, without even knowing you…GRRRR, it makes me mad even thinking about it again! I mean they were terrible! And then they ran over there without a care in the world! (He takes a deep breath in and his voice begins to crack) It was awful! They didn’t like you because of your color and your gender! I am sorry to tell you this, but my friends are FAKE FRIENDS! And I am super disappointed in all of them! Well at least most of them! So if you want to stay here and blow bubbles, I am fine with that! BUT I am too upset to go over there!”

Franky starred at Freddy, batting her long, beautiful eyelashes, as she listened intently to her new friends feelings! However, when he had completed his negative rant, Franky shrugged her shoulders, gave him his bubbles and simply replied with, “Hmmm I am sorry this incident bothered you so bad. I was only sad because my mommy didn’t let me invite you, myself. If you don’t want to come over that is fine, you can keep the bubbles, I hope to see you next time!”

And off she went, disappearing behind the gate once again.

Freddy stood there in a state of confusion. He thought to himself…Did she not hear anything I said? Why did she just go back to playing with those Flamingos, who didn’t like her just because she was green and female!

He wandered over to the peep hole in the fence. With his one eye ball, he scanned the entire back yard with in seconds! It did look like a great deal of fun! Fillip was racing a lavendar, girl, flamingo through the obstacle course. Franky was riding big wheels with Frank. Ralph and Mabel were eating a yummy ice cream over at the hot, pink, picnic table.

Freddy continued to think about how awful his friends were. He questioned how Franky could make friends with people who had said so many ugly things, without even knowing her.

Finally, he couldn’t stand it any longer! He marched over to Franky’s back yard. As soon as everyone saw him they ran over to greet him! “Hey so glad you came! Hello Freddy, it is nice to meet you! Freddy, I am glad you decided to join us!”

But Freddy had already made his mind up! He couldn’t let it go! He had come for a purpose and he KNEW he was doing the ‘right’ thing! He swooshed his feathers back and forth to shush everyone standing around him. He raised his head real high, beak up, stomach in, and he announced…(clearing his throat to ensure everyone was listening), “I am here to announce…”

The big, blue, Flamingo turned down the music and everyone became silent. No one moved, spoke or even took their eyes off of Freddy. As they anticipated what he had to say.

“I am here to announce…my Pink Flamingo friends from my backyard…(big breath inhale and exhale) DO NOT LIKE YOU! BECAUSE YOU ARE GIRLS AND DIFFERENT COLORS!’

An awkward silence spread throughout, with a few snickers, and some sounds of disapprovement, when Freddy completed his last word, COLORS! Frank, the one who spoke up before, questioned Freddy, “How would you know? You have been whinning over there by yourself! We are the ones who came over here and have made friends! Go back to your lonely yard, if you don’t want to have fun because we are having fun and are happy.”

Freddy stood there wondering where he went wrong. He dropped his head, began to cry, and walked towards the gate. He couldn’t understand how being honest was a bad thing. He wasn’t trying to hurt anyone, but yet he felt terrible.

Before he could disappear behind the gate as eloquently as Franky does, he heard a more mature voice, speak up, “Freddy, we all want you to stay! Please won’t you come have an ice cream.”

Freddy continued to look down at the ground and slowly walk towards the gate, “No, I can’t! No one wants me here! I guess I am a bad Flamingo!”

Out from the shadows of the house stepped a six foot, beautiful, lanky, lime, green, female flamingo and she said, “Everyone is welcome at our home! And I want you here,” in the most Angelic voice Freddy had ever heard.

At first his entire body felt frozen as he starred up at this different, but exquisit species. He wondered if she was even a flamingo. Freddy wiped the tears from his eyes and replied, “But I said the wrong things. I made everyone mad at me. I feel so bad, but I felt bad before and I thought if I came over here and told them…”

“Pause, take a deep breath my sweet child. I knew what you were attempting to do. Let me ask you something, can you change what you said? If you could, would you?”

“Of COURSE! I would most definetly take it all back. I wouldn’t have stayed over there by myself. I would not have came over here and announced all that mean stuff,” explained Freddy.

“Let’s start over! Hello, my name is Lilly. Your name is?” The beautiful flamingo asked Freddy.

“My, my, name is Freddy. I am your next door neighbor. My best friend lived here before you. I wished whoever moved in would be a nice family with children.”

She gave him a big hug and patted him on the tail feathers, as if she were saying shew, shew, now it is time for you to go play and have fun.

All the other Flamingos gathered around Freddy to show him the wonders of Franky’s backyard. The other girls introduced themselves and went on playing.

Freddy felt a tap on his shoulder but when he turned to the right there was no one there. He quickly turned back to the other side to attempt to catch the culprit. When he turned back facing front he jumped because Franky screetched, “BOO!”

They both began to laugh once again.

Freddy looked at Franky and said, “I am so sorry! For…”

But before he could continue Franky shoved him with her shoulder and said with a smirk, “Apology accepted. I knew you would come around!”

“How? How did you know? I was so angry and hurt…I couldn’t think of anything good!”

“Because my family’s motto.”

“Motto?”

“Yes, you don’t think we are oblivious to our differences do you?”

“No? But what does that have to do with it?”

“Our family motto is…’Create enough FUN that your differences become an ASSET or a GIFT rather than a hinderance.’ ”

Freddy repeated the family motto to himself a couple of times. Although he agreed with it, he continued to struggle with the past comments. He asked Franky, “But what about before? When they said they didn’t like you because of your color and gender?”

Franky giggled and said, “You have a great deal to learn. For now, lets just say I expected their first responses. But the difference between you and me is that you blend in with the majority of pink flamingos. Soooo you became offended for me. Which is understandable and I do appreciate your kindness. However, I know I am beautiful! And I have been taught to love all flamingos regardless of their differences. As for their past comments…I knew they didn’t know any better.”

“One more thing, Freddy…we all make mistakes. It’s up to us whether we want to forgive or hang on. No matter what, none of us can ‘fix’ the past. It’s your choice as to what to keep or let go.”

Freddy and Franky hugged and went off to the sand box. They played until bedtime. Roasted marshmallows, sang around the camp fire, and enjoyed all of their new friends.

Rather than trying to conform or force others to be just like us, why don’t we all enjoy our differences!

Franky and Lilly were correct! We all make mistakes. It is up to YOU to forgive, forget, and have fun. Or hang on, blame, and live in depression.

I am so grateful for you reading this. We hope Freddy and his friends will continue to empower you and carry Livelove’s message.

Everyone makes mistakes. Everyone needs a little help sometimes.

Email us: Livelove.teena@gmail.com and we will set you up with the BEST Coach for you!

As always:

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Written by: Teena Drake

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Why do you do what you do, Boo Boo?

As I listen to this beautiful musical arrangement @Music Choice the questions roll through my head. Who is this musician and why does she do what she does? Why does she create beautiful music, with no vocals? For the sole purpose of acquiring fame and fortune?

Why are you angry with your adult child? What did he/she do or say to provoke your anger? He dropped out of college? How silly would you feel if you lost him/her and they weren’t there for you to be angry with?

Why do you get up and go to work each day? Just because you are paid? Or is there more to it, than that?

As I bounced from person to person in pursuit of this ever so demanding question, I finally received a small light of hope. When I asked this beautiful lady she replied with my first answer…

“Teena, why would you ask such a terrible question? Have you ever thought, many do not know why they do what they do?”

Let me ask you, “Why do you do what you do, Boo Boo? Do you know? Have you analyzed your emotions to answer this simple yet complex question? Isn’t it important for you to understand WHY?”

So if:

Work=Pay, Pay+Pd bills=Comfort, Comfort=Shelter+Nourishment

Anger=Fear, Fear+Resistance= Anger, Anger=Fear+Fear

The answer to: Why do you do what you do, Boo Boo? Is…

To accomplish the universal goal! What is the Universal Goal? To Better!

Think about that until next time…

Why do you do what you do, Boo Boo? to feel better, do better, to BETTER!

Next Topic is The Universal Goal! I can’t wait for you to read it. It will ignite your life! But if until then or anytime you need a little extra help email me…Livelove.teena@gmail.com

It might be time for you to receive the coaching necessary to LIVE the life you always wanted. To feel the best you have ever felt and most importantly…

Livelove

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Carry On

Written by: Teena Drake

God Bless Each Of You!!! Sending you great love!

 

 

What does ‘feeling resistance’ mean?

Feeling resistance is when a situation, someone, or something makes you not FEEL very good. Maybe it is a toxic environment at work or home. Sometimes it is a silly comment or question and it rubs us the wrong way. Regardless of ‘what’ the resistance is, if you take time to allow it to serve you, then life will be much more fun. 

For example: I received a phone call about a situation back home in Kentucky. Actually a couple of situations have created resistance for me to explore. But this particular situation truly irritated my spirit! I spent an entire day coaching and continued to help others find their path. However, the call would not get out of my head! I would replay the scenario, comments made, and the situation like a day full of reruns on MeTV. 

Then I woke up this morning…feeling resistance, basically I was angry. Why did she ask me what she did? Why did I bring her family situation into myself? I am traveling, living the life I always wanted, in California and I have spent the past twenty-four hours feeling GRRRRRRRRR. Towards someone who I haven’t seen or heard of in years! 

Have you ever felt like this? Felt the resistance you didn’t ask for? I think we all have. My question is, WHY? Why does this happen and better yet how?

After my meditation I received the most beautiful message which answered my question…what does feeling resistance mean and why does it happen?

When resistance appears…pause and breathe deeply. Ask yourself, “How can this emotion assist me in recognizing the lesson?”

How can you be happy, joyful, appreciative, grateful, if someone is always rubbing you the wrong way or standing in front of you, throwing all the negative they have? Or bringing you into a situation that you didn’t ask for? 

Message: How can you feel blissful if you don’t feel resistance. How will you learn a lesson without resistance? If you constantly complain about something and then it is gone and you mourn, does that make sense? Resistance is a part of life. Not to dwell upon, but rather to learn from and either find a solution or to learn a lesson that does not need to be repeated. 

Reflect back to a time that this situation wouldn’t have affected you. Then ask yourself, “Why do I feel angry, sad, unhappy or resistant to this circumstance?”

Next, decide do you want to hang on to this emotion or have you learned the necessary lesson to let it go? 

For example: My expectations for the lady who contacted me where crazy. My anger stemmed from what we call ‘Mother Bear’ syndrome. Even though it had little to do with me or my family, my subconscious began to work overtime. Why did she say this or that? GRRRRR I felt like growling all day. Then I STOPPED! I meditated and requested clarity. (I also always include the Hawaiian Prayer to help me). 

After the message came to me…I realized this person was struggling with her own personal resistance. She trusted me to listen and understand. She needed a friendly voice to say, “It is going to be okay!” Although I did all of that, my question continued to be, “Why do I feel so irritated with this situation?”

My conclusion was I needed a little resistance to appreciate the here and now. To appreciate how things are always working out for me. To be reminded of how successful I already am and that one person’s opinion is just like a butthole, we all have one. 

However, she wasn’t even giving me her opinion, being hateful, or critical. I was the one who created the resistance. I was the one who allowed my brain to work overtime. 

Resistance does serve you. Sometimes it is a simple reminder that you are okay and other times it is for a lesson to be learned. Once that lesson is learned it is your job to move on and let it go. Remember, NO ONE can change the past, we can learn from it, but not change it.

If you are confronted with a feeling of resistance, take time to pause and provide it with enough attention, to ensure it doesn’t return for a little while. Allow your emotions to be indicators to determine what needs to be changed. 

Livelove LLC is in full swing. We are so excited about the Happy Coaching 101 and we have some ‘NEW’ adventures on their way. 

Facebook, email, instagram, tweet, snap, or message on here to find out how we can assist you in those moments of resistance. 

Life situations that you might need a coach for: Weight loss, depression, anger, irritation, mind-set, earning more money, successfully living to its fullest, parenting, divorce, school, and the list continues on. No need to struggle, we are here to help! 

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How dare you share your flatulence!!!

As I swam lap after lap, three men…one, two, & three, rotated in and out of the lanes, next to me.

I swam and swam with a sense of applausable luxury!

Until…Oh my! Oh me!

How can it be????

All three men… one, two, & three, are suffering from gas…where they must let their flatulence free!

Oh my! Oh me…why must you share with me?

Stay home if your belly is full and need a release…

Frrrrrt…Frrrrrt….. (Pause for one, two and three) yet another is free! FRRRRRRRRRRRRRT!

I jump up, lifting my head from under the water, starteled as can be…

Scanning the surface for, which of these three…one, two, & three, had bubbles illuminating, it was he?

Much to my surprise those peculiar three…one, two, & three, had disappeared!

Oh my! Oh me…what does this mean?

As I peeled my new earplugs, out of my ears… the sounds were almost deafening!

And then I realized…the only sounds for me, while swimming with one, two, and three, were ME! 

Could it be? It had to be! It was not they, who I was blaming, Not one, two, and three…sharing their flatulence with me…

Oh, How DARE you share your flatulence with thee!

So the next time you are BLAMING… he, her and me…

Look within , to see, if it is THEE! Who is letting the flatulence FREE!

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