it is high time fresh blog for now. A cup of tea to stimulate writing.
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There's a lot of mice over there now. Here one finds a small brown sitting in a small bucket in the kitchen yesterday urine over it goesa and looked up pleased with the three massive head staring n'ol it. And because Delyth who insist on using this kind of traps, Delyth got the job of carrying the mouse to the cemetery wall in the rain with Mr. Blobby is wrapped around the lid of the bucket in case the lygoeden terror (I'll gneud I saw this on a Discovery channel documentary on the Safari to stop lino scare). We offer accommodation must be worthwhile because the mouse to the creatures here are so completely that he was not able to walk as much as he rolled on his stomach everywhere. To hide under dead leaves his history to dry piss off her little pink goesa.
There's still more to I Rama. This was not the black rat and I did a little running back from under the couch to sit in the square in front of the TV screen during the program Bandit, extending its velvety waves chlustia small Pearly ALL and shook her little pink nose of the slug nose mustache infant under Aled in the performance of the Cowboys, is it true. This was an old thing cyfryws and end credits are rolling, dymai'n nods her head on me in a small silent agreement of satisfaction on the program before dashing off to the couch back to their nest without a care in the world bygyr back at my presence. And this far, that has annwybyddu'r trap full of chocolate on top of the ffrij. This is a waiting game, you see, Victory Bydd mine ...
The 'Orphans' by Tom Waits out Monday. The aim is toning my trilby head morning and go to town to buy all of Copp before spending dwrnod drinking Bourbon and cheap talk heather in listening to the voice of God at work. Ow, it will be fun!
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