Sunday, August 24, 2014

Trash # 398

Talk about a paw run. Bunghole and Powerball thought they could do the live hare thing. You need more than a set of fluffy ears for that, princess. The two Topographically Agnostic clowns left flour coated paw prints all over Old Broome but I guess in the end despite a brief north south challenge they did make it home before the runners despite being spotted several times by the walkers. Says it all really. Slowcum was the RA, Mile High was the pommie visitor, Taxi Crab was the naming, No-one was a virgin and everyone ate student fare of spag bol and drank beer and chatted and smiled and laughed and lived happily every after.

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