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Feb. 9th, 2004 05:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wickedfleaMy boss just told me that she was coming in the back door today and heard a racket. (We call 'em "rackets" down south.) She turned toward the sound and saw a squirrel running up the tree by the dumpster with a huge bag of dog crap in its mouth.
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Date: 2004-02-09 02:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-02-09 03:11 pm (UTC)That's what's for dinner.
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Date: 2004-02-09 03:37 pm (UTC)what the hell?
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Date: 2004-02-09 06:04 pm (UTC)is it dashund poo you think?
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Date: 2004-02-09 07:59 pm (UTC);]
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Date: 2004-02-10 07:06 am (UTC)how on earth did that happen?
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Date: 2004-02-10 07:26 am (UTC)