Here he go a fossicking, among the leaves so green

Mattteob's Song Here he go a fossicking among the leaves so green Here he go a fossicking so fair to be seen Love and joy come to you and to all your fossicks too And God bless you and send you a happy new year And God send you a happy new year You are obviously fishing for links, because you keep on bringing up the fact that you can't find links (most of the Tor search engines are censored) and act dumb when it's pointed out that that's a you problem. You are fishing for links like an undercover cop walking into the projects and asking the guy at the bakery to introduce him to the candy man. "You see the candy men on every street corner, why you asking me?" asks the suspicious local. "Most of them don't have fent," the opp says. "Not that I even do fent. I even threw my pipe and lighter away. I really don't think fent is sold in this neighborhood anymore..." The op looks sadly at his feet before slyly checking to see if his target has been charmed into taking him by the hand and walking him to the corner for an introduction. "You really come off as someone who wants unnecessarily explicit directions, as if you are trying to rope someone into identifying themselves or their place of business as the people and place to go when seeking out that harmful stuff. Sir this is a bakery." That's what it sounds like when you circle back to I’ve taken Tor off my computer which just outs you as someone who does not take his own privacy or security seriously. It would be different if you weren't the impulsive type who will click on any promised eye candy links that you find on the clear net, but knowing that about yourself and not even keeping tor as an option is like someone going to the red district and not bringing condoms.