It's time for another frantic erratic rat dropping, but I can't think of a single important thing to say. So I'll cheat. Who can it hurt, unless you feel duped, doped, hog-tied and taken advantage of. In that case, blow your top; talk REAL LOUD about being miffed. Then shove me back in the closet. I was happy there with the bugs and the rats and the pests of all kinds. I was writing checks for a solid hour earlier, mostly $50 checks. I was paying something on account with all my doctors and clinics. I wonder, on account of what? It's not something I do for love, that's all I know.
Aren’t They All Special?
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Although I’ll have to admit that I was obsessed with getting good shots of
the Gambel’s Quail and the Curve-billed Thrashers, I certainly didn’t
ignore all...
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