Those damn terrorists are tunneling under my lawn again. You'd think all those mothballs I put in the ground would have driven them away, but neau. Do any of you guys have a grenade launcher I can borrow?
Current Mood:annoyed
Current Music:"Take Off Your Clothes to Feel the Setting Sun"
I was running late this morning. I was doing fine until the advance wave of the Ferret Liberation Front came bounding out of the wardrobe this morning, and I had to convince them that my Fluevogs were not the weapons of mass destruction they were looking for. Once they went back into the wardrobe, a very nice faun strolled out of it and asked me if I knew anything about this squad of ferrets in little capes that had just nearly trampled him in the woods. By the time I had given him a cup of tea and sent him on his way, there was no time to accessorize my outfit for the day with the color-coordinated grenade launcher.
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