Another GIP

Oh, I'm in love with this.

Hey. At least my kitchen floor got done.

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Oh, Danny Elfman; how I love thee.

OMG, Hell, yeah.

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..and then, I decided to make spaghetti..

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I can't believe it's so late, already. Damn.

Playing my fiddle while...something burns..

Damn.

Just got a call from my son, needing picked up from his overnight at Teh Man's. He is too sick to drive DJ, himself, and is fairly sure it is his pancreas, again. He cannot even get out of bed, at this point, but insists on waiting to see his father's GP tomorrow.

Here we go, folks.

Just..'.......'