He looks so proud of his stolen groceries

That dog is a mood and a half

Be quiet, the pigeons are listening

Trapped in the matrix of wholesome energy

Every animal sounds like a minor wizard

It’s his universe

My love for Strawberry Kiwi knows no bounds

No parade? No problem

My screen protector is holding my life together

Moving the laundry pile to a larger room

looks like a frozen block of lasagna

Let’s hibernate…

Is there a gift shop at the top?

My storage is full, but my heart is fuller

I have books, but where is the drama?

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