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Welcome back! Maybe you'll catch the LJ craze again....
Bob and Sarah, No worries... I'll be there soon to save from the evil sleeper.... we'll gang up on him, and then we'll show him who wears the pants in that house! Just be patient, I'll be there as soon as I can. In the mean time be thinking of something evil we can do back to him... we'll converse in August... Chris
I had a similar experience with an animal and a bed. Unfortunately, it wasn't an eighteen-year-old cat and a kitten.
It was after my uncle and aunts wedding. After consuming about two bottles of Rosemount Cabernet Sauvignon and several heavy beers, I crashed at another uncles place in Hamilton.
So they broke out the sofa bed for me, and I spent the night with a Staffordshire Terrier pup.
She jumped on me, curled up on my chest and rested...
...for about two minutes. Then she bounded across the other side of the house to hunt down phantoms. Then she'd come back, jump onto me again, slobber all over me, and repeat the whole process.
I awoke to a strange jingling sound.
This sound was the change being projected to the far reaches of the room, as this staffy pup mauled my wallet. It took me about five minutes to get it (as I had a hangover).
Good wedding celebration, that one. I totally drunk my cousin under the table. ^_^
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Welcome back! Maybe you'll catch the LJ craze again....
Bob and Sarah,
No worries... I'll be there soon to save from the evil sleeper.... we'll gang up on him, and then we'll show him who wears the pants in that house! Just be patient, I'll be there as soon as I can. In the mean time be thinking of something evil we can do back to him... we'll converse in August...
Chris
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It was after my uncle and aunts wedding. After consuming about two bottles of Rosemount Cabernet Sauvignon and several heavy beers, I crashed at another uncles place in Hamilton.
So they broke out the sofa bed for me, and I spent the night with a Staffordshire Terrier pup.
She jumped on me, curled up on my chest and rested...
...for about two minutes. Then she bounded across the other side of the house to hunt down phantoms. Then she'd come back, jump onto me again, slobber all over me, and repeat the whole process.
I awoke to a strange jingling sound.
This sound was the change being projected to the far reaches of the room, as this staffy pup mauled my wallet. It took me about five minutes to get it (as I had a hangover).
Good wedding celebration, that one. I totally drunk my cousin under the table. ^_^
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