Mrs The Fyd has mad crochet skills. If you had such ability, and you added to this profound concern for the comfort of cats, you could only hope to one day produce this: Mrs The Fyd is oddly reluctant to publicise this ingenious accessory. If you or a beloved has been searching for the perfect cardboard box cosy, you might be […]
Scene: Young woman slouching against car, her midriff pillowing above the cut of her low-cut pants. Strapping young police officer standing in front of her, pencil to notebook. Officer [automaton]: Tell me again why you threw your glass of water on your boyfriend? Woman [sullen]: He told me to git off his porch. As we pass I […]
Vinnie had to wear one of those cones for a couple of weeks. Thankfully that time is past. Too often in that troubled period his head, encumbered by that infernal apparatus, would blunder blindly too close the raised leg of Boris. Suffice it to say that a cone is just another kind of funnel, and […]
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