Does what it says on the tin, illuminating the darkness within my tortuous, futile and ultimately pointless existence.
Monday, December 18, 2006
Gleðileg Jól
Mister Squeaky is getting far too excited because it's nearly Yule - although if he thinks he's getting the chance to sacrifice a pig he's got another think coming - the closest he's getting to pork is a black pudding if he's really good. And just wait until he opens his present....
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