flummoxed

I am not a big fan of the term “flummoxed.” I do have a couple of friends who are flummoxed by it as well, but I digress. I am not going to delve into the topic of “flummoxed” because the term has been used so often over the years that I have no time to research it as I’ve stated numerous times in various posts.

Flummox is a good word, but I am also curious as to what it really means. When I heard the term, it made me think of a situation where people are so confused that they can not comprehend what is happening to them. It’s the same kind of confusion that people are prone to have when it comes to the term “confused.” It’s a similar experience, but you have to look at the situation differently.

Flummox is the state of being confused and not comprehending what is happening, or what is happening to you. Flummox is the state of not being able to comprehend what is happening to you, even if you tried to comprehend it.

It’s almost always a result of some sort of trauma. Most often, it’s some sort of traumatic event that has left people confused, or not comprehending what is happening to them. Sometimes, it could be a serious medical condition that has left people suffering. Flummox is when people are confused about what is happening to them, even if they try to comprehend it.

As I said, death can be a major part of what happens to you. It can happen to you at the time of the events that are happening to you, even if it was the first time you ever left it.

My father had to have the most difficult time dealing with dementia. Since he was in his 50s and had never dealt with it before, there were a lot of moments when he couldn’t even recognize his own face. There were times when I had to go to the bathroom and he would just say to me, “What are you doing?” I would try to explain to him why I was just standing there.

Not all the time though, just sometimes. It happened when he was in his 20s, and so he would just say to me, “I’m just going to get a drink of water.” It was really hard to explain to him what dementia was. It was so hard to make him understand, but I think that’s the best I can do to explain it to him.

I know what is going on with him. I know that he is going through some sort of mental breakdown, and I really don’t want to encourage it. I know its not something that will be fixed in the game, I just want him to know that its not something that is going to get him to stop drinking. I know that its not a fixable problem, but I just dont want to encourage him to drink more.

Yes, he’s got a hard time with dementia. He’s basically a walking, talking zombie. I think it is what makes up the rest of the game.

The difficulty of the game is that you have to take your time to find the right people to tell you what you want to read. The difficulty is that there is no time to really dig into your life and your mind and your body and your environment, so the only way to get to know what the person is thinking is to read all the things you need to know to get them to know what they want to read.