Good morning family, friends and kin. What’s good play cousins and homeys?
What do you think about the firing of FBI Director James Comey?

Oh. Me? I, well… I wasn’t surprised
that his role was thwarted and insignificantly surmised.

He was up for sounding the hacking alarm about Clinton emails…
I reckon he’s up for shouldering this orange backlash of hell.

Riveting TV? It’s easy to sell. Good Lord I’m tuning in daily.
The White House is so messed up… I’m watching like they’re paying me.

Entertaining but not “phasing.” I don’t have time to be “phased.”
It’s Hump Day baby and I’ve got cobbled stones to lay; a street to pave.

I’m up early on my writes, blocking pages of excite.

I’m up early talking to you. The collective vibe pulls me through.

Ooo! I thank God for this another brand new day.
I’m glad to be of sound mind and with a smile on my face.

I’m grateful for oxygen, limb activity and the warmth of human touch.
I’m Qui
Happy Hump Day baby — be responsible for firing off LOVE.