who is, even as we speak, smearing sex wax on her little pink surfboard and scoring a dime bag of kitty crack from the cupboard. (Some might call it fish flakes.) Her three little string bikini tops are packed and she's ready for her closeup. I'm sure you'll see her in the supermarket tabloids by this time tomorrow. (I'll be the unidentified woman in the background.)
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*leaving a Reese's Peanut Butter Cup here*
How did Ms. Truffle enjoy her journey?
Well, the car went zoom, the weather was hot, the ocean was cold and wet, the restaurants were yummy, and my hair went with us for her browsing pleasure. She's very pleased to be home... (See your own blog comments for specifics.)
Thank you for the Reese's PB cup. And it isn't even Halloween.
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