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In Which We Groom
Apres les deluge. My poor old cat Octavia is so old and poorly, she can no longer clean herself the way cats so fastidiously do. She has ...
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If you look below this post, you'll see that the last post I put up here on Blogger is a sniffy little tirade about how I will NEVER d... -
Quit bragging. My dear friend drumstick had his 50th birthday this last weekend. 50! Can you imagine? What a baby. I told his wife, Hot... -
Thank you all very much for your concern about R Man. I know I’ve been too slack about keeping everyone up to date about what’s going on an...
Holy bubble-wrapped clusterfuck!
ReplyDeleteIt is pretty boggling, no? The feeble Cirque du Solei backup singers? dancers? whatever-they-are. The guy-in-a-dress tranny. The choice of material. Life on Mars? Did she see it as autobiographical?
ReplyDeleteI wonder if I can book them for my wedding?
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