Well, it's time for a post, on this fine Sunday evening.
11:15PM, April the 26th, in the year of our Lord 2009:
Things are quite nice in the Highlands. The weather is a bit lacking in the niceness department, but it's not quite summer yet. I see in a cage at about 4:30 a fat red furry creature. To get technical it's a cavy, but I don't like to get technical. I have a bad aftertaste in my mouth from jelly beans I had about twenty minutes ago. It tastes bad. Oh Wait, I've already said that. (SMASH!) Oi! Who are you?!
I'm Suessir, don't you remember?
Oh yeah, I do remember. What's with the large blunt object?
I'm taking over this blog.
What? Hey you can't do that!
You find I can. (WUMP!)(BANG!)(SCUFFLE)(SCUFFLE)(SMACK!)(SCUFFLE)(THUD)
MUAHAHAHAHA!!!
-To Be Continued.
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OOOOOH! Crap!
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Suessir's dungeon was actually a telephone wire, and I was stuck getting bounced from New Jersy to some farmhouse in western Montana, but I'm out now. That's what was with the morse code. Don't ask why it came out that way.
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