April 24, 2015 by sandwichcontrol
That’s what Rudie calls the bathroom.
Between the toilet (her favorite), the sink, and the shower she is always in the bathroom drinking water. She believes that it is an oasis in the desert that is Holliday Island.
The boys are happy to drink from the water bowl like normal people.
Of course, Kingston still gets lost in the kitchen. We all have our problems. Everyone except Eazy, that is. He’s handsome and strong and perfect in every way.
Ahem. Moving on.
I used Shamrock’s birthday as my excuse to print this card:
Any excuse to print dirty words.
Like when we used to use any excuse to have a drink. Or throw a party.
Old habits die hard.
I’m a die harder like my man Bruce Willis.
Yesterday was exhausting. I think I died three or four times. At least.
Don’t worry, I still managed to do about two and a half lists worth of stuff in a single day. Despite the fact that I was thrice dead.
Today, I’d love to print a drawer or two of the new ornaments, but I have feeling that other people are going to jam their dicks in my plans. Right in them.
Rumor has it that tomorrow we are playing Pathfinder. I know, right? It seems like forever ago since we played. And I think we’re playing the evil campaign. I’ma murder the shit out of some hu-mans.
See ya’ tomorrow.
More soon. ~SC
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