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Please Help Yarn Hexed Door Neighbor

Please help yarn hexed door neighbor... Yours truly pinned down by invisible vestiges of coronavirus and getting attacked from angry plague of buttons, plus huge spools of yarn grossly mistook me for human sock to seal and line with something foreign sewing lips impossible mission even to force out supercalifragilisticexpialidocious (even ventriloquist like) argh gosh darn smarting with horse sense Equus caballus hilariously snorting cuz door left ajar allowing, enabling, and providing exit from out the barn. H. Ty Warner's ingenious imaginative creations (a craze that swept America circa second half of ninety nineties - and furious at their worthlessness today) hungry carnivorous, ferocious, insidious, ludicrous, opprobrious... anything but innocent looking playthings, where sharp hairs bristle, kindle, and ruffle and upper and lower sharp teeth engage abandoned beanie baby brood massive collections spouse accrued, when said toys all the rage uttered courtesy buttoned down sage at auction in two thousand twenty two might look as small fortune worth a few thousand dollars no matter adamantly refuse being sold to highest bidder. Beanie Babies from exclusive events, the Original Nine designs, first-generation releases, and even toys with tag errors can fetch a pretty penny in the collector's market. Overrun livingsocial hotmail by teddy bears and beanie babies bright idea of zee missus aye air without any last thread bare bequeathing, dedicating, forwarding aforementioned merchandise to whomever subtly nods head so beware (yes if you barely shake noggin) that automatically translates as goodies non-negotiably sold to thee signed, sealed and delivered courtesy wordsmith duck quacking Doctor Demento, who forewarns patrons to clear out and vacate premises asap lest malingerers experience testament becoming subjected to she/her addressed as gaseous spouse id est "my little buttock blaster” dear surviving kin who ranks holy smokes - for obvious reasons, and before she begat two 'ere rip press ably lovely daughters), anyway thee wife I fear to publicize, she contracted benign strain sans incurable glare to this knit wit – if anyone kin hear ring house cleaning malady, thus far no unpronounceable hair who offers chance to jeer wag middle finger quite visibly near heck – even call guardian angel on wing and prayer or rumplestiltskin with tiny ear splitting flatulence sounding rear help rescue me, who will button his lips I swear with duct tape and mouth sealed with ropy hemp painstakingly made courtesy “I hate boys” under wear now quick travel back in time from this year. Come breathe with Justin, he sports nuff timber alive analogous rock of Gibraltar to belay lake nsync with Beastie Boys viz Bay City Rollers Culture Clubbing babes upon spring day engrossed in this, that, or some other sweeping floor foray (linkedin to Velveteen Rabbit) shedding gun metal gray filled stack of hay winter coat when warmer temperatures arrive, where humongous fur clumps lay comprising sudden empty raft of shelf space minus a may which event no picnic in may nor pleasant as per needled zing globules, oh... lemme get on track, whence frenzied fever "cleaning bug" nee major virus afflicting wife necessitates impossible task strapping former bachelorette feisty Norwegian farm gal straight laced as a yellowjacket livingsocial within droning hive, be game to play 24/7 challenged, I unsuspectingly quickly sink oye which nearest prey happened to be yours truly, destined to get submerged as black lagoon creatures’ pray trending and feigning solution to null solution e quay I hired devious skullduggery Smokey and Bandits), an imp posse sub bill outlaw gang), who lived lichen Aristo cur Rat along the quay boot tiring and cruel task of her life Yukon say shun didst tax patience for today doth not wish to witness condemned self to uber fifth dimension housing after lives like tiny Tim plays ukulele, where eye espy which unpredictable timeframe remaining lifetime sans wife oy vey would frank lee zap every last oomph of mine if able to remain with spouse meanwhile she obliviously proverbially plucks persistently sprouting stranded follicles tiller broad forehead resembles a minuscule tarmac way Kantian fractal facial expressions where disembodied spirits sup on diet of worms and whey whose effervescent essence invisible as an x-ray sewing seeds of life and white lily repeated onslaught with buttons and yarn ah feign YAY.

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