the Sleaze
Quirkyalone Day we sat monitering the telly
alone on a Valintines Day had
never been such a chore
Freinds gathered to watch the game and to watch the
fyter-folly bout. They wrested, grappled and boxed.
The karate was sporty, I enjoyed the catch as catch can aspect of the thing myself.
We ate quail and wildrice. Strawberry crumples( suger cookies wrapped with nuts, cream cheese and jam with a fruit)
with wine and icecream. We made a Sporting jesture
from loniliness.
What a grand day my freinds. Bravo to our worthiness!
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