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| Gus, "Psst, hoomin, wrong season; it's springtime; you're six months early; save this roll for later, OK? |
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| Espresso, "You just looked at my girlfriend, hoomin, didn't ya!?" |
Good Evening, Everybun!
And so the day turned greyer and colder than yesterday. Every kind just hunkered down and enjoyed soul snacks all day. I gave my hoomin a cookie and a half worth of seconds, and the sorry sod confused the seasons. Or was it a Freudian hop, I mean slip, on his part?
Good Night, and Good Luck!
- Gus
1 comment:
Nothing these days seems quite like it should ... Much thanks for the calming and unwavering views from the Bunns ...
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