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Steampunk Cat Listens To Uncle Tom

Steampunk Cat had some weird feelings in his head. They clanged around against metal, filled him with dread. Something is happening, he told his Uncle Tom Stead. I feel a storm is coming, that might make us dead. Tom was a cagey old codger, all curiosity gone. He rolled over sleepily on the couch he was on. Steampunk has made you suspicious he told his nephew. Even if a tornado comes, it probably will not get you. Steampunk Cat did not know what to make of this. He rolled his eyes merrily and blew his uncle a kiss. His uncle never got stressed or excited anymore, he was old. His advice was sage however, incredibly gold.

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Date: 5/6/2022 9:07:00 AM
Yeah, we old codgers have some pretty good advice now and then. Sometimes we ought to just listen and learn, too. Or strike a balance, don't you think? I don't want to be thought of as always giving advice from my aged "wisdom!" Ha!
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 5/6/2022 12:03:00 PM
I have to admit I have no advice when it comes to anything any more

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