I love when I read a book about a character that loves to read books.
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I’ll take recommendations where I can get ‘em … so I searched for this one on Amazon.
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Needless to say I did not choose the hardcover option.
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I have no explanation for why there is suddenly a stuffed possum hovering over our local pub’s bar. But I’ll be happy to share a pint if he ever climbs down.
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No reason.
Just made me laugh.
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Did you know there’s a Facebook group for wombat lovers? Neither did I… but say hello to its newest member.
Because I’m still here and still trying to find the humor in it.
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I remember climbing over seats into the back of our station wagon and sticking my feet out the rear window while my parents barreled down the Jersey Turnpike to the shore. How the hell did any of us survive to adulthood?
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This is why we’re not traveling. People be morons.
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Now if someone could just tell me how I can apply Dizzy Izzy…. my life will be complete.
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Good grief, I hope not. That will seriously impede my martini consumption.
River's world..... 