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Last night, I sat on the front porch blowing cotton candy scented bubbles*, while staring at the full moon. I sat out there until my hands froze over because soapy liquids and freezing March winds just don't mix. I went back inside around 3 am, but before I left, I blew the Moon Maiden a kiss. She's fun to hang out with.
* I plan on getting the grape and the sour apple scented ones next.
Then I watched Quack Pack, The Critic, and 3 Non-Blondes until I went into the bathroom and passed out from pure exhaustion.
Well why didn't you just go to bed?
Because bed sucks.
Ohohoh!
And is it true that Huey, Dewey, and Louie were always living with relatives because their mother was a crack whore? Wait, or am I thinking about the Bernie Mac show. Hm.
And I always thought of those duck triplets, while they were on Quack Pack, as being like, the Home Improvement kids. You know. Huey was J.T.T., Dewey was the youngest whimpy one, and Louie was the oldest one. That annoying alpha male.
Well, now that I'm waaaaay off subject...
* I plan on getting the grape and the sour apple scented ones next.
Then I watched Quack Pack, The Critic, and 3 Non-Blondes until I went into the bathroom and passed out from pure exhaustion.
Well why didn't you just go to bed?
Because bed sucks.
Ohohoh!
And is it true that Huey, Dewey, and Louie were always living with relatives because their mother was a crack whore? Wait, or am I thinking about the Bernie Mac show. Hm.
And I always thought of those duck triplets, while they were on Quack Pack, as being like, the Home Improvement kids. You know. Huey was J.T.T., Dewey was the youngest whimpy one, and Louie was the oldest one. That annoying alpha male.
Well, now that I'm waaaaay off subject...