Therapeutic touch is real, as any good doctor will tell you, only it won’t be beams out of hands. Holistic – as in looking at your fingernails, hairs or skin peculiarities, not in using some mysterious life energies.

“So, why do quacks keep on about it?”
because people forget what they studied in high school, or never took the effort to understand in those times (yep, poor teachers), because they are fed up with doctors that don’t look at/ touch them, that give them always the quick, standard fix, since they are always in a hurry to finish in time (at least a quack takes care into personalizing advices). Because the mighty logical people, which understand, only have the smart smug for the poor “sheep”, without caring to explaining in simple words the alien , scientific concepts, and many more .
Ah, not to forget, these quacks seem to take more care into the looks & they always seem happy (I know, advertising, and it works)

There.

Most amused,
Daniel

I reckon I don’t rightly know the true meaning of what you call weird blog spam, so maybe I better hurry on up and explain what all I’m getting at about this here Q-link thingamabob. Besides making dear old Bobbi Sue happy again and growing more corn out in the back forty, I’m here to tell you ever since I got me one of them devices the hair on my head started growing back. Alls I do is hold it over my dome 30 seconds twice a day, and I’m telling you I went from balder than an eight ball to fuzzy as a bear. Except, once I made the mistake of holding the durn thing too close to my dear sweet Bobbi Sue, and now the poor thing
is sprouting big black hairs right on out of her bosums. And, to make matters worst, they grow right on back jest as soon as I can pluck em out. Well. like my good oldpappy used to say, “You got to take the good with the bad.”

You sure have made a big old difference in my life. Yessir, one year ago my marriage was going down the terlit, so to speak. My pretty little Bobbi Sue, 15 years younger than me, has always liked messing around, if you get my drift.

Well, truth be told, she got mighty peeved for a spell when I couldn’t get the old pecker up. Old girl even threatened to find another feller to tend to her needs. At first, I tried all sorts of them drug store remedies like Veegra and Cylus, and I even went so far as to hike on down the road a piece to find me a sex counselor. Glory be, nothing worked. Truth be told, things only got worst.

Then, glory be, I came acrost this here Q-link thingamabob. I read everything I could about how it works, and then it dawned on me that the old pecker was probably tired out by some of them bad energy waves floating around amonst us from the electric wires and such. So, one night, I just went ahead and hung my Q-link on my pecker for ten minutes before snuggling on up to Bobbi Sue in bed.

Well, glory be, it was as if someone put a spell on me and made me 30 years younger. I’m telling you that I went from a limp piece of spaghetti to a randy stallion, in no time a tall. Old Bobbi Sue could hardly believe it. Now, she like to rip off my skivvies soon as I come on in from checking out the back forty.

There’s something else, too. I’ve learnt that the benefits of one 10 minute Q-link dingle dangle last me a full month. Lord, have mercy!

While I was reading up on this here Q-link thing, I learnt that it’s good for animals too. So, I got me to thinking that if the Q-link has such good results for folks and their pets, why wouldn’t it be good for plants, too. So, when the spring planting season gets here in the spring, I’m going to do me an experiment right here on my farm where I plant corn. I got me 200 acres and I’ll be setting one aside for my Q-link experiment. Yessir, what I’m going to do is set one Q-link at each of the four corners of the acre and one in the exact center. Then, at harvest time It will be easy for me to compare how many bushels I get from the Q-link acre to all of them others. Who knows, we may have a device that will be useful in fighting hunger acrost the world, particular in them poor countries like Africa and Asier.

One last question before I clam up. I been noticing that my hens ain’t laying near as many eggs as they used to. Do you think muscle testing (y’know, like trying to pull down one of their wings might help me figure out what’s wrong? Of course, I’m not exactly sure where them acupuncture meridians are on a chicken, so I’m hoping you know.

Yours in peace,

Homer Pumphrey

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http://cornealius.blogspot.com