Thursday, November 27

Turkey Day

oooh boy.
I'd better get ready to do some MAJOR exercise tomorrow or I'll feel like I gained twenty pounds.
Or I could just not eat.

*laughchokedie*

That's a laugh.

So not much happening here at the Wolf Den at eight AM, I'm basically just chatting with Jeremy and wondering how a cold can migrate from my nose to my lungs.
Maybe it took a bus.
I don't know.

I also need to talk to Ashley and see if her friend can get us what we need. *crosses fingers*


"What happens when you strap a piece of bread, butter-side UP, to the back of a cat, then drop it off a building?"
"Well since the bread lands butter-side DOWN, it should land that way."
"But cats always land on their feet."
"Sooo.... you'd get antigravity?"
"No, it'd probably just land on its side and break some ribs, and start wriggling around on the sidewalk, meowing in pain."
"... Cool."

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