I lost her

On nostr

When I crossed her

From the roster

We zapped

And I rapped

And she clapped

But I snapped

It was tough

Really rough

I won’t bluff

Or other stuff

I thought we were friends.

Plot twist: bitcoiners end up being the ones wearing masks, and governments mandate we don’t wear them.

rap sap tap zap

Don’t see any option to zap ya.

Test passed

Never once seen anyone spell it as lightening on Nostr. Nostriches are enlightened about lightning.

My poems get more action than my abs. Would love to be in your position.

Doesn’t seem to be since I can’t zap you.

Once you get zapped, you never go back.

The mix of toxicity and humor on here is precisely right.

If Elon accepted bitcoin for “coins” and made coins redeemable for dollars then … ???

#[3] is a great colleague, friend and writer. He also has a great portfolio of shots of himself in costume.

The zap vs the territory.

Google Bear Mud Nostr

Maps Traps Flaps Zaps

⬇️ ⬇️ ⬇️ ⬇️

Testing

Testing

Testing

Testing

When I think of all the bitcoiners I’ve bickered with over the years and now get along with perfectly fine, I see how bitcoin is something that leads to maturity and mutual respect.

And this gives me hope about where we’ll all be in some number of years despite how much disagreement is out there.

He zaps in the treetop

All the day long

Zipping and a-zappin’

And singing a long

All the little j-birds on

J bird lap

Love to here the nostrich go

Zap zap zap.

Zap zap. Zippety zap.

Zap zap. Zippy zap.

When the remake “Gone With the Wind,” it’s iconic line will be recast as:

“Frankly, my dear, I don’t give a zap.”

Flipper is the nostrilling.

Nobody.