UGH, don’t you hate when that happens? You’re sitting there in your backgroundless void, sporting your busted-ass hairdo, minding your own business, when a miniature pig shows up and is all, “OINK! Let’s hang out!”
[Indeed, it's possible that my post-marathon/current head cold / electrolytes / mental state may still be unbalanced.]
I’m either gonna call her “Cynthia Cyclops” or “One-Eyed Olive”.
Whaddaya think? Guys? Guys? Hey, where’d everyone go?
Why? Because weather-appropriate attire is really ****ing important, that’s why.
As you know, here on my blog I’m all about elevating the discourse.
With that in mind I present some Snow Day Shenaniganz with my as-yet unnamed and extremely derivative lil’ urchins, now with Canine Sidekick. Enjoy!
See you Monday!