"GO TO SLEEP, UGLY," SAYS CROMWELL THE MOUSE.
Mary and I dined at Gator's Dockside this evening [Editor's Note: Although "dined" is an overstatement- we had potato skins, mushrooms, and chicken wings. The correct verb is "feasted."], and as we entered, I spotted a crane machine, which is easily understood as the downfall of my monetary existance...
But he's cute.
Cromwell The Mouse.
Friday, June 11, 2004
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