Beautiful day out. I went to the park to rescue one of Kittens's toys that I lost in a tree at twilight last night. There's a boat washed up on the shore of the river that I really want to pull up on the beach and paint and put up a crappy sheet for a sail so small children will think pirates were shipwrecked on the beach....maybe tommorrow. There is also a hollowed out spot where a tree fell over up in the woods and it makes a little room, and it's all full of porno pictures ripped out of magazines. I thought it was funny when I first found it, I could jus imagine some fourteen year old kid hiding out at the park to whack off. Then last night when I was the last person there I got a bit worried that it was some psycho, and had this wierd moment when I got to the parking lot and mine was the last car there and I though for a moment that one of my tires was flat. Of course, I have proven time and time again that no psycho is nearly as crazy as me. But I still hate those confrontations.
P.S.I understand now what the cardboard is telling me....and it's a secret. Ask again in six months. Other than building a maze for the dog, which was pretty entertaining.
P.S.I understand now what the cardboard is telling me....and it's a secret. Ask again in six months. Other than building a maze for the dog, which was pretty entertaining.
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drnecessitor:
Oh no!!
Nixon found my fort!!
darkskyy1:
thanks babe