I am utterly lacking in inspiration (and time) today.
So shuffle along, now -- but don't think I won't give you something to keep you company.
Hip! I am hip. I tried to sew cinnamon rolls onto my head for the costume, but they made Marc cry and go binge on peas. Sometimes I don't understand him, but then I realize that's because he is choking on something and I have to Heimlich some embalming fluid out of his chest. -gfy
no, seriously, GO.
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