2 thoughts on “2549

  1. Pity the pedestrian Witness or Adventist who has not the pleasure of your countenance. I fear I have run off the random census-taker, though occasionally my little brother and his owner come by and hijack me to supper…just when I was ready to cut cheese and find crackers. Not that kind of cheese, you scatological scribbler! Okay, well, maybe. Nice acerbic work, sir Lance General, sir.

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