Books. Bikes. Boomsticks.
What this planet needs is a twenty-foot flying predator.
YOU ARE ALLOWED TO SLEEP IN !
** bangs tin cup on front gate **Open up in here, I want my freeeeeee ice cream!
Mmmmmmm. . . Ice Cream!
You know, you could just leave the machine plugged in all the time, and leave the keys under the mat.
Ice Cream doesn't come out if she doesn't fill it first.
Totally understandable-- Saturday morning cartoons suck, so no good reason to get up early (unless you're chasing a paycheck like me, at 4bloodyAM).
I like pistachio. Haven't had spumoni in a while, though.
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