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Tuesday, December 9, 2014


This is Captain C. Butterscotch-Noam. If you're watching this, it means we've left the camp and are heading directly due South for the Cinnamon Valley.

The storm destroyed most of our remaining supplies and we are down to a few frozen carrotinis. Hoomins and cats are loaded up and saddled and we'll have to drive them hard, but that's our last chance. See you in the valley. **THUMP**

- Thank you Lexi!


RG said...

This is from some story I do not know - but the idea is clear. Work, work, work - even in the midst of devastation.

Little Miss Titch said...

All work and no play makes for a very dull Bun!xx Rachel

sallyneary said...

A bun selfie! Is there no end to their ingenuity?

Fleetie said...

Well, Captain C. Butterscotch-Noam, please keep us informed of your progress. And drive those hoomins HARD! You need every ounce of their strength!

I hear that The Cinnamon Valley is a harsh place. Grown hoomins have fallen to their knees, unable to walk, as they have been overcome by such intense Disapproval Radiation emanating from the rocks, that they regretted their very births, and judged themselves unworthy even to breathe! No hoomin expedition to The Cinnamon Valley has ever returned.