Day 138: Hidden From My View
There it was, all that time. Just there, doing nothing but waiting there; hidden. It was so dirty, when I excavated it's poor choice of housing. How disgusting it was to feel its furry texture. I squealed as I picked up its protesting carcass. A sausage lay there; behind the microwave. It was there all along with nothing but Thyme. That two timing ho! She is meant to be with Basil! I refused to have such unrightousness exhibited within my sanctity, so I tied a note all around it's mould farming exterior and I have placed it upon the letterbox. It reads:
"Dear BigBird,
Luv Twiggy"
Starlet Flicks To Please.
"Dear BigBird,
This is from me to you,
May it stop your bleating heart
And give you pleasant nightmares :)
May it stop your bleating heart
And give you pleasant nightmares :)
Starlet Flicks To Please.
posted by A Twig-Like Hermit at 1:23 pm
3 Comments:
I do hope they like it. Oh yes, we will be friends that don't have the starring evils any longer. Oooooo... maybe, um, I wonder what kind of sauce they will want? No, they can't have a drollep because I only have satay and it is mine. The label says so, true!
Really amazing! Useful information. All the best.
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Interesting website with a lot of resources and detailed explanations.
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