Here Kitty, Kitty
They are an ugly, slimy, whiskery slug of a fish with beady eyes and a trio of sharp spines.
They are an ugly, slimy, whiskery slug of a fish with beady eyes and a trio of sharp spines.
Once the pliers were clear of Tim’s mouth we all gazed in shock…
This past Christmas Eve morning I joined my brother on a hunt for the Christmas goose.
Head back and mouth open he’s snoring. He sounds like a full-throttled Harley with no muffler.
It was an innocent situation that escalated until it was out of control and had to be stopped.
Dad would then have to climb up to Tim and guide him, branch by branch, back down to solid ground.
When his orange chicken, mongolian beef, fried rice and fortune cookies arrived he ate his fill…
All Tim could think about was how much he had to pee.
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