Ziggy, Your not the born loser, keep counting.
We count our blessings every day, not just on election dsy.
I have never counted my blessings, I am fortunate enough to have learnt not to dwell on adversities.
Hope we never forget that voting is one of our (many) blessings.
Just be thankful that the votes are being counted. Trump wanted to disenfranchise an entire state.
And with the new upcoming presidency that looks quite promising let us be thankful we can at least do both
We have to do it very carefully. Now lets see… one… Anybody know what comes after one?
Amen. Me 2. Have a blessed day my friend.
Sorry Ziggy, it’s going to take some time to untangle all the leftist voter fraud.
It has been fun watching Biden and Harris win over and over again. :P
What I don’t understand is why all the claims of vote fraud ignore the fact that so many of the downballot votes for congressional seats went to Republicans. Is there some assumption that graft changed only the presidential votes but left congressional loss of Democratic seats intact? If so, why would that be done? Those seats matter a great deal and their loss came as a shock to Democrats. Ditto the lack of a blue tsunami in the senate races. If those election results are valid, then how are the presidential votes attached to and part of the very same ballots, not valid?
I, for one, will be so glad to stop hearing what Trump has to say! He is NOT a “genius” and doesn’t understand the Constitution. This country is better off without him.
We have one vote each, and many more blessings apiece, so it would make sense that if the same number of people who counted everyone’s votes were counting everyone’s blessings, then they would still be counting!
Last month during the original tally of votes, I wrote new lyrics to the classic tune “Counting My Blessings”, sung by the inimitable Rosemary Clooney. Thanksgiving brought it to mind again…
“When I’m worried,
And I can’t sleep,
I count the ballots instead of sheep,
And I fall asleep,
Counting on Biden.
When my hope chest,
Is gettin’ small,
I think of when
I had none at all.
Counting my blessings.
I think about our country,
And I picture people’s dreams
And though we can be distant,
We are closer
Than it seems.
If you’re worried,
And you can’t sleep,
Just count the ballots instead of sheep,
And you’ll fall asleep,
And I picture voters heads,
And one by one I count them,
As they slumber,
In their beds.
Counting on Biden!”
Yesterday our Pastor just preached a sermon on ‘counting our blessings’, naturally I sent him a copy of today’s funny.
Thank you Tom Wilson
June 27, 2016