A Meaty Dilemna
When Meat barged through my front door this morning, I knew he was having an existential crises. He didn't, but I did.
Please excuse my absence last week. I got some very good news and couldn't handle it.
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Please excuse my absence last week. I got some very good news and couldn't handle it. |
There's really only one thing we can do this week. We're going to Dollywood. |
Everything does not happen for a reason. But most things do. |