OMG the sheer awesomeness of this day and this post has catapulted itself all over my tiny desk and sad little Tuesday. Only minutes ago I was lamenting: why, oh why did I chuse to sleep until 9:30 instead of getting up, curing cancer, saving orphans and running a marathon at 7:30? But now, showered and washed with the magnificence of this post, I am quite convinced that my day will rock just as hard. And the menacing gaggle of 50 tiny birds engaged in a communist meeting outside my window agree with me.
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Thank you.
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Zombie J-Dug can do anything she wants ... even cure orphan cancer or shoot lasers at commie birds ... or drink Hurricanes at noon.
Just saying ...
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I was drinking sazeracs last night in the oldest bar in the universe. Perhaps today it is hurricane time.
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