November 24, 2009 - Wednesday
[The moon rises a bit late. It’s been out hunting.
Hunting what, you ask?
HUNTING DOWN THE TWERP WHO BROKE THE SUN’S HEART. WHO IS IT, THE MOON WILL HAVE THEIR GUTS FOR BREAKFAST.
Today’s temperatures are 63/41F (17/5C). It’s still rather cloudy. Well, at least it’s not unbearably hot? As far as weather goes, it’s nice enough to welcome fresh meat with.
You get a big enough welcoming grin from the moon, fresh meat, although it’s still a bit distracted. Then again, there are a lot of people who are eager to meet you already, so make sure you get all your questions answered by them.]
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Hunting what, you ask?
HUNTING DOWN THE TWERP WHO BROKE THE SUN’S HEART. WHO IS IT, THE MOON WILL HAVE THEIR GUTS FOR BREAKFAST.
Today’s temperatures are 63/41F (17/5C). It’s still rather cloudy. Well, at least it’s not unbearably hot? As far as weather goes, it’s nice enough to welcome fresh meat with.
You get a big enough welcoming grin from the moon, fresh meat, although it’s still a bit distracted. Then again, there are a lot of people who are eager to meet you already, so make sure you get all your questions answered by them.]
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