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A woman wears a hat like that, she’s not afraid of anything.
Magnificent.
That is beyond…anything I’ve ever seen.
Yeah, that pretty much says it.
You are super cool.
Eat them up… YUM!
I miss the Dr. Demento show.
Alli
What does it say about me that I totally got that reference? LOL!
Oh, dontcha just look a sight together now?
I’m so happy that your destinies merged.
The universe is a very interesting place is it not?
Now just don’t forget your towel.
[I HOPE you have read Douglas Adams, otherwise that last sentence will make NO sense whatsoever.]
The question is wrong.
Good heavens, that thing is CUTE!!! I’m glad you got it, The Kid wouldn’t have done it justice the way you do. Enjoy it in good health, my dear Sal.
(Oh, and I NEVER forget my towel! Or my puppy.)
Speaking of the Chihuahua puppy, he is Satan’s Littler Fart Cloud, only with him, well, it’s real farts, not medicine. I feed him Purina High Protein Puppy Chow and for his dinner he gets about a quarter of a cup of canned Eukanuba (he only likes the pate style and hates the slices with gravy) mixed with a little kibble. Is there a supplement or something that I can give him that will at least reduce the death wish inducing odor?
okay, i would have gone running had i had that freakin’ cool hat on. that hat would sell like hotcakes here…because we NYC’ers need some levity. you rock it though, you rock it!
ps. my ears are still traumatized after googling that fish head song…
Happy New Year to you and your significant other and the kitkats, especially SLFC…crossing fingers that the quarantine days will be over.
ps. everytime i see this entry, i have to smile at how cute you look with that cute hat.