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- Sooo-this-is-me
- Ontario, Canada
- Lived most of my life hidden in the closet and suddenly realized, it's just not working! I started the process of coming out (way back in 2006) and wanted to write about it, hoping to meet people. My blog has shifted a bit now, sometimes gay issues, sometimes every day issues.
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Let me know if you can see the picture, thanks.
Picture, what picture? Oh you mean the one of the cute little car destroyer! Sweet.
No Deedles, I think you mean the fence breaking, flower eating, garden destroying, lawn pooping giant rats! Humm, but ya they're cute!
"...lawn pooping giant rats!", I love that! This one may be able to destroy a Prius. The antlered, fuzzy Terminator that killed my son's car was much bigger. Got away with the crime, too. The one that killed my best friend's kid's Accord, was determined to commit murder/suicide. It worked! Dumb beasts, made only for photographing.
Cool picture! You do live in "the sticks" as was said when I grew up in the Missouri.
Deedles, when I was dating Dan, he bought one of the last shiny new Pontiac Vibes ever made, he really wanted it and was so proud. A couple of days later he hit a deer on the highway and completely destroyed the front of the car. Fortunately he was not seriously hurt but the car was written off.
RJ!!!! Seriously have you ever read my blog!!!! Sticks! Boonies!!! Middle of nowhere!!! These are words I repeat often. Wolves trying to eat me while putting up Christmas lights, ring any bells!?! Lol, I am so hurt and disappointed in you right now. XD
I do remember wolves trying to eat you while putting up the holiday lights. That was simultaneously funny and frightening. Lower your expectations of me and you'll avoid disappointment. I'm far from perfect. To make it up, I emailed a picture of my admirers to you.
This wasn't the photo I was hoping for!
I love your description of them as giant rats. At my old house I could never plant anything. They would eat them all up!
Woof! Ok you are forgiven!
What were you hoping for?
I can't grow Swiss chard here, it's like crack to them, they broke down a six foot fence to get at it.
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