The Name of the Beast is Harvy — Harvy Soul Muncher. But secretly I believe it's a lady beast. (Could be wrong about this — will peek under its tail at first oppty.)
Avoid the lizard stew this week. (Maybe next week too.)
Hammers for sale. Also a box of rocks for anyone who needs one. (Must go to a good home with "facilities".)
Found something crawling around in my pants. Relieved to discover that it was me. (I know how to deal with this one.)
Afraid of the dark? We buy dark. Pay top dollar too. Unused, virgin dark only. ("If it's used, it's useless." Boo.)
Deliberately avoided teasing snakes for most of my life, and now I've found out that I should have avoided sneezing on rakes. (Never did adore lawn care for just this very reason.)
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Me? Just heard that you're sweet on me. Will be right over. I hope you like muskrats. I have several in need of friendship.
