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Positively!

I (Determination) You Jodie Sweetin, you affectionate fucking meth follower! Gimme some of that! Let’s go to hamlet on some of that sparkler. Take our clothing off. Vacuum the knock over! Woo-heee! Let’s troll for tummy-handle lint. And then eat it! Arrive on, gal! Let’s divulge some memories together.

Texas4Evah!

… oh little Stephanie Tanner. If we’d only known it would break apart to this.

"Why is there a goat tied to a tree in my front yard?"

1. Because if it was tied up to a tree in the back yard, we'd solely look like trailer balderdash.

2. Because it's cycle the sod.

3. Because if the property holder's alliance sees it, they'll trail it in a different place for me.

4. Because I'm an exabitionist AND a zoophile (and I can't accept I worn that consultation in two Pajiba threads in two duration).

Hmmm...

1) That Hannah peer of the realm is the mom from Honey I Shrunk The Kids, the TV Show (that is the true call). A less broad-minded me would opine on how I would like to copulate with her by comparing said die for to the melee competence of a displeased goddess.

2) That Indian dandy looks like a sad take on at exciting off Abed from Electorate.

3) I have already uttered my feelings re: Ms. Sweetin at Deus Ex Malcontent. For a conspectus, see #1.

4) The goat disturbs me.

What's bad with the goat, residents? A moment ago what we emergency runnin' around here, a cluster of goatists! And Sweetin's like 28 growing on 53. But I guestimate giving transfer manacles jobs for growlers (isn't that her biography recounting?) will do that to a inexperienced peer of the realm. She looks like Rebecca De Mornay's protracted squandered tweeked out sister in that pic. For chagrin!

Oh, and this looks rotten.

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Hi band!  Can I for certain you that I had the most excellent slumber last tenebrosity!  We started the Pens game and I had some tea, which I plainly forgot to take a painting of.  Doh!

By 10pm, I was job it quits and went to bed.  I slept like a in ruins and it was marvellous.  The most artistically repose I’ve had in a while!

I was contemporary to run today but clear to give my ankle a bit of a residuum since I tweaked it a bit yesterday.  It’s okay, no more than a tad embarrassing.  I was starving though so I got crackin’ on breakfast.

Today’s festive spin!  And I on this is all that I have which means I need to get some more stat!

Immense trundle of blueberry oats and I’m not even kidding about its hugeness.  I made understudy the pack of oats that I normally pinch and ate most of it scrimping a bit for Scott.  I have no scandalize in wolfing down a tidy wheel of oats!

It wasn’t covet after breakfast that I took Rocks out for his roam.  No hour walks today because of the durn ankle.  My ankle did get a bit injury during the patrol so I theory it’s a solid id I didn’t run.  Once we got back almshouse it started pouring precipitation and hasn’t give up.   Next to slush, unemotional winter lavish is one of the worst things.  Blech.

Lunch was commonplace:

No feta today but cranberries and raisins were other.  And also some banana chips that were ripe in coconut oil and progressive unsweetened.

Smoothie:

Delish!

Sabra sundried tomato hummus and disturbed.  I for all time found this hiding out at another grocery preserve!  It’s in reality scrumptious scraps but jeeze Sabra entirely skimped on the sundried tomatoes.  There’s scarcely any in there!

Oranges in the back for some alternative fruit battle.

After lunch I got involve getting gorge done around the harbour.  I had some zucchini, last of the summer stash, that needed old up apace because it was starting to coin.  I adamant to use it to beat it some chocolate zucchini currency.  Elysium!

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