Monday, March 19, 2007


Flat Stanley has finally made it here. We thought he was lost forever, so it was quite a relief to find him on my front doorstep this afternoon--reeking of Lone Star and suspiciously burnt around the edges. .. Turns out, Stan is something of a ladies man, hitting on all the young chicks before he's even properly acquainted. Babette, in particular, seems to have caught his fancy. That little hussy.

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