Yesterday I stumbled across a small bed of marmots...one of them looked a little chubbier than the rest. I asked myself what could this marmot have eaten to make it so bloated?
Suddenly the marmot burped and a large blonde hairball rolled across the grass.
I knew this was peculiar...because the hair looked very similar to a close friend who had been MIA for several days.
Sure enough, she had been eaten a few days earlier and hadn't made it out. Stay away from marmot colonies near the first of the month.
Marmots...momeraths.
Daddy won $1 on Cash 5 last night but complained to the Li'l Cricket clerk that he gave his last two dollars to some one-legged, Mexican woman in Tijuana last week. You win some, you lose some.
These flashing lights sure make me dizzy.
Have pity on a dinosaur.
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