Sunday, October 19, 2008

The Mudster attacks The Thatcher Park Autumn Fair

Mudhead pulled like an ox chasing Clement's head for an hour and a half straight, stopping only when she passed out from lack of oxygen.

There's something interesting I guess about zillions of squirrel scents. Imagine how much pee they must leave behind!

All in all, she was terrible... par for the course I guess.

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