Well shucks Mr. Elk, I'm blushing!
What if I told you my hands aren't that small?
At least you don't have to live with me. Can you believe I got some sucker to sign a certificate and everything?
What'd I do to deserve this?
Is it my small hands? 😏
A while ago. It was dumb.
I am very alive, I just took a step back from social media for my mental health. I try to check in for alerts when I remember.
I don’t have much of an interest in butchering right now. Is there really a reason to keep them besides meat (if you already have chickens)?
Having a mini “collect em all” breeding program sounds like a blast but I just don’t have the time.
What, you don’t like happy endings?
Sorry, sorry...
I’ve never actually had a “real” massage. I’m too awkward for that, I can barely handle the long silences when I’m getting a haircut.
I’d kill for a 30 minute massage right now.
Or just pay $25. Either one.
Apology not accepted! How dare you be excited and passionate about a healthy creative outlet! Shame!
Do me next do me next!
Jk. You know me better than I know myself.
If life gives you a real crappy hand, you should go into private investigating.
I read this in my head and I still got tongue-tied.
I am. I’m slowly collecting supplies for an electric fence and gathering physical support to drive and move the coop into my backyard.
Tes shall rise again.