The Mister said that if you added a comma between “very” and “crooked” it could be the name of a law firm.
A gratuitous picture of Mr. Burns enjoying an afternoon tour of Eureka Springs. This is his standard method of travel since he’s quite nearsighted and has to rely almost totally on his sense of smell to alert him to the presence of cows. Or people on bicycles. Either one cause him to bark excitedly which causes him to therefore slobber profusely which explains why all of the back windows are rimmed with a patina of dog spittle and dog hair. Sort of like the salt rimmed edge of a margarita glass.
And, last but not least, a picture of a Big Giant Wind Chime which I took while we were whizzing by at a great rate of speed. I think you’re supposed to donate a few $$ if you actually stop to take a picture at the Big Giant Wind Chime place which the Mister refused to do so in order to add to my collection of pictures of Big Giant Things I had to make do since, according to the Mister, why pay for a picture of a Big Giant Wind Chime when you can go see Big Giant Jesus for free.
Oh, and I got married last night.
Lucy The Pug: Congratulations!
Michalene O’Flynn: Congratulations!
Molly McNugget: Congratulations!
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