What do you, uh, suppose we should do? Well, does he like butter tarts? Shawshank, June 14, 2025June 14, 2025 Greetings, fellow earthlings. This post is a little late, but here it is. The reason why I didn’t post this morning was because I couldn’t focus my eyes enough, or get my thumbs to work well enough to actually type out anything coherent. So here we are. Got this yesterday, and was hoping that it was nothing, my parents are in CapitalCity for some medical stuff for my father, so I hoping that this wasn’t someone trying to steal my moms truck while they were wherever they were. Thankfully, my mom just got the wrong button on the key fob. Crisis averted. Although my mom offered us toilet paper, because she got such a great deal on it! Podrick is busy right now with a soda lid. He’s chasing it all over The Flat. I saved one for when he’s really bothering Crystal or Pippin when I’m not here. But look at him. He’s getting so long. He doesn’t grow like a normal cat. His legs are long and spindly, his paws are huge, and his head isn’t proportional to the rest of his body. He had his back to me stretching for something and I exclaimed, “ he’s all legs and asshole!”. That sums him up pretty much. This win totally surprised me, and didn’t net me another deck to play with. I know I always say I’m surprised when I win, but I really want paying attention to the ante, of the round. When you skip a lot of the antes, you really lose track of where you actually are in the round. I’m pretty sure I said, “holy shit, I just won!”. Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTownup early
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