The Twenty Sixth Day
"Woah no," i said, "The Couch Is In The Pin. How could I possibly want one any smaller? Are you implying my bum is big? Like some god loving, demon worshipper; I think you are the hairy bird."
That's what I told the thing that rang me today, asking all sorts of questions. Then I told her, "if [she] wants to know my private things so much, [she] should read my site. I don't have time to chit-chat."
Puppydogs Will Pay.
That's what I told the thing that rang me today, asking all sorts of questions. Then I told her, "if [she] wants to know my private things so much, [she] should read my site. I don't have time to chit-chat."
Puppydogs Will Pay.
posted by A Twig-Like Hermit at 12:58 pm
4 Comments:
I think I counted wrong. It should still be eight days, the voices say. But I said back to them, "How dare you sniff my eyelashes!" So I will place it up like an early showing, on the seventh day from today. or i that six days from today?? I'm all confused. I'm sure you know it will be the 33rd day, if, that is, I can make it that long. The voices are crowding ever closer. I swat them away with a beaver, but they come back buzzzzzing all around. Damned things are so annoying.
But not really. Puppy dogs are too cute to pay for anything; I will pay for their food cos they're too damn cute to refuse those glossy sparkle eyes that stare so lovingly at you. Oh, a Labrador puppy would be so wonderfully, painstakingly adorable.
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