broken and battered, just waiting to be fried

Monday, September 15, 2008

african dream

Of my title, I just remembered Daniel used to call me "african" back then when I was eating very little due to my shrunken stomach. Now, though, things have changed and I eat a lot. By a lot, I mean voraciously.

I LOVE THESE GIRAFFES!!!!! But, dammit, my room has no space for them even if I manage to cop them from the bar. Dammit.

Spuff and the gang had a great day out in the sun! Look at Spuff's wanton enjoyment. That bugger sure knows how to relax.

Clockwise from Spuff: Spuff, Dale, Pooky, Baby Jaguar

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