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Tuesday Mar 04, 2003

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Did you know Hampsters go wild if you don't handle them every day? I was wondering where my alcohol kept disappearing to.

Hampsters are evil fuckers. It began a couple of weeks ago when my coworker gave me two of them. She said that they were sisters and they shared a cage. Well, I thought that was pretty convenient. They seemed like low-maintenance pets. Well, one of them began nipping the other ones legs and tackling it. After this continued I felt I should seperate them. I took the instigater out and put her in a temporary box.

The next day I came home from work and looked in on her and I saw these creepy little red worm-like things. Upon closer inspection it turned out that they were little hampster babies. Apparantly, they weren't both females. EEESH. I was not looking forward to raising 5 hampsters, so I was thinking about how I was going to work that out as I drifted off to sleep.

But I didn't have to worry about that. When I woke up and looked in on her again, there were no little hampster babies. Had I been dreaming? Nope.

She ate them.
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blixasinister:
When hamsters have babies that's when you probably shouldn't be around them, especially those insane female ones. I think they freak out either because they're too young, too hopeless, or sense maybe the children are really the spawn of satan. Plus, they may have decided they don't want their children to be fated to live the same existence as them running on a wheel being the only source of enjoyment other than fucking their brothers and sisters. It could be worse I suppose.
Mar 7, 2003
penelopelee:
my astrology falters when it comes to conjunctions and aspects and all that. all of my planets are pretty much pressed into libra, scorpio and sagitarrius. with the exception of that one taurus moon. i can show you my chart, if you want. did you join the astrology group?
Mar 7, 2003

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