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James Taylor.
How wonderful is that!
Yes, I could easily ride out the Covid crisis with James.
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He was the soundtrack of my youth.
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My early married life.
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And his music still speaks to me today.
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Welcome James, pull up a chair and have a cuppa…
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Yes, you.
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You annoying fake blogger who follows me every single day…
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With different fake pages…
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And different fake names.
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I defy you, and remove every last one of your cursed fake sites.
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If you think you’ll out stubborn me?
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I fear you’ve met your match.
My Whack a Mole record is legendary.
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Because my knee still hurts and I’m bored.
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Mine are as follows:
🍸 🙄 😉 🍷 😳 😈
It shouldn’t surprise anyone that martini holds the top spot, with eye roll right behind.
That’s where I live.
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What is it they say…?
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Revenge is a dish best served cold.
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Hmm. I’d have no problem with supply, momma red squirrel reproduces like a rabbit.
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Now I love me some biscuits and gravy… but no.
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And though I’ve been known to make a mean gumbo…. again, no.
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Squirrel ravioli? Can’t quite wrap my mind around that.
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While I admit they annoy me to no end, that image is a trifle disturbing.
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Fried squirrel heart on crackers with cheese? You don’t see that on many appetizer trays.
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Squirrel lard cookies.
Is it me…. or do they look like little nut topped turds?
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Are you ready for 2020 to be over?
I know I am.
So let’s look ahead to 2021 and see what’s in store.
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I hope you have better future plans than mine.
The first three words I saw?
Crabs, pussy and butter.
Uh oh.
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In case you’re wondering why….
Who are you?
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