Cuddle Bears, Bingo Halls and Dodge Ball

I think about things.  Constantly slipping into a dream of quandary, asking my self questions of great importance, some I know the answer to, most I dream of the day I can final say, “AH-HAA”!  Instead of Advice Wednesday, I decided to list out the top few questions or problems I need solved.  Like the song…I’ve Got 99 Problems …. A challenge to all my Manalopes and Bitchachos!  Answer me these riddles….

I have never understood why people manipulate, lie and cheat those they love.  We all have done it once but what about those that cannot quit.

When trying to argue a political, religious or hot topic, why is it that people use, “ur” and “aint” in their written rant to support their belief?  Why do they not see how ignorant it makes them look?

Why is there always just enough butter left in the tub to put it back in the frig but not enough for the next person to butter their toast?  I want butter on my toast bitch! 

Why would retailers sell cloths that are cut one specific way in 24 sizes for women.  It is obvious that spandex do not look the same on every size as well as that flowy tent looking shirt, it still looks like a tent on a size 4.

Why would someone call you a friend and take advantage of your kindness or help at the same time?  (I think I can answer this…lack of integrity)

Why doesn’t the sun always come out tomorrow? 

Is it just me or does the song 99 bottles of beer on the wall make you want to puke by 88 or what??  Can anyone make it to zero and still stand?

In the story Jack and Jill - I always thought they were brother and sister.  So are they?

Where do the socks really go?  I need to know today.

What does Jay Z stand for?

Why do men need fast cars?

Is there really a rainbow connection and if so when it connects what happens?

With these few things answered I am pretty sure I will sleep better.  There may be a chance after this enlightenment to actually tackle a specific subject in a blog one day.  I imagine upon having all the answers I will have this free inner sparkly feeling that makes fur glisten and my meow, ROAR.

Kitty