I bought Tucker a new collar, look.
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I bought Tucker a new collar, look.
April Fool's!
[Being the sneaky little devil she is, Faline managed to sneak into Bambi’s apartment while he was out. Every year, she love to play April Fool’s jokes on her friend, and it had been a few years since she’d been able to pull a good one that wasn’t a rick roll on the internet. She was excited as she started packing up all of his spoons, then hiding them cleverly throughout the rest of the place. (including in his pilowcase.) She then opened his fridge and poured a few drops of green food colouring into his milk jug, and with him gone for assessment week he’d likely believe it had really gone that bad since he left. She giggled to herself as she imagined his reaction. Figuring that was enough, she carefully slipped out, leaving no impression that she was there. She looked forward to the day he came back to find her work.]
"I'm not being jumped on. Why aren't I being jumped on?"
He swore he wasn't going to do this. He told himself on Friday, multiple times on Saturday and a few more times after waking up today. He repeated it on his drive out to one spot where there was an old tree that curved into the back dirt road. He parked behind it and wandered through the trees until he found a path. He stared at it, then leaned against a tree and stared at it some more. How the hell could he have missed that? The path was so clear, he could see his car from where he stood, how did he miss a big red pick up truck suddenly driving away? He kicked at the dirt and picked at the bark. Within a few minutes, he had fell to the ground and sat against the base of the tree trunk.
Because chasing after a dog in the fucking pitch black is so what I want to do right now.
Smee: Sexy, please text me. I'm ready for you. Smee: Waiting, I'm begging. So please get here soon
[Sighs.] Wow, I needed this.
Fal, don't kill me?
Please?