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Two trailer-park girls go ’round the outside, ’round the outside, ’round the outside

Shawshank, August 31, 2023

Morning. I’ve been up on and off since about 4:30ish. Tossy turny. I think it was around 6 when I was finally pain free and somewhat comfortable. But I was still tossy turny, which probably helped Crystal wake up earlier than me. The bbq yesterday was really nice. It was…

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Stay forever and ever, and ever, and ever

Shawshank, August 30, 2023

Good morning my friends. I hope your morning is going well. Except if you’re in Florida, I know you’re having a tough morning. Stay safe, y’all. I slept. It was ok. I have a knot or something on my side, so every time I try and roll over, I would…

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I’m high as a kite I just might stop to check you out

Shawshank, August 29, 2023

Welp, today I didn’t feel Crystal get out of bed. When the alarm went off, that’s when I found out. It’s ok though, because when she does get up just a couple minutes early, the coffee is ready when I get up. That’s awfully nice of her, if you ask…

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The silence, the terror, the pain, the horror. As your mom comes downstairs

Shawshank, August 28, 2023

Have you ever farted into a wine glass, then smelt it? Good morning my friends, welcome to Monday. Or as we call it here – brunch day. I woke up this morning, and my first thought: you forgot to take out the bacon last night. So the bacon is now…

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This is how I show my love I made it in my mind because blame it on my ADD, baby

Shawshank, August 27, 2023

Oh well, yep, there’s the alarm. I made it until the alarm just about went off, and then I fell asleep again. Til the alarm went off. It’s a bright and sunny day out there, and looks to be a beautiful day. Yesterday was a really nice day, just a…

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Let me hear your body talk, your body talk

Shawshank, August 26, 2023

Well, the cats wouldn’t let me sleep. it wasn’t all the cats fault, but mostly it is. I was nice and asleep at 5:30, when I heard the sound of Chaucer starting his rave. I got up and grabbed some paper towels. I couldn’t find any puke anywhere. So I…

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