Good Eye!
Top of the muffin to y'all! I haven't posted in a while, i've been busy with the curtains and the cows and the marmalade. I've missed you, and all your fruity-ness. Well Chaps! big news! Sadly, Popey made an attempt on my life last night. I was shopping in the pimp-mobile, also known as the station wagggggzz, and I was just returning from Dino-Mart when I felt an odd wind at my back, I turned around, and there was Popey, with a paper bag over his head, and a leafblower in his hand. Naturally, I can't be quite sure it was Popey, but i'd know that esophagus anywhere! I shuffled into the pimp-mobile and squealed away. I know it was him. He's jealous of my Canasta skills. It's alright though, because I had my friend Angela bring an alarm system and outfit it on the treehouse. I am well protected, never fear. Good morrow!
~Succulent Melons, In my garden, I want to pick one, but I cannot. I asked you to ferment, but your pyruvic acid was too much for my laser cannons. Sing again, oh feathered pillow.~ -Sandy has no lemons
~Succulent Melons, In my garden, I want to pick one, but I cannot. I asked you to ferment, but your pyruvic acid was too much for my laser cannons. Sing again, oh feathered pillow.~ -Sandy has no lemons