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From the jokers who brought you Devil Bunny

Posted by on January 13, 2003

I have this game and this game now. I urge you to believe me when I tell you that they are fabulous, even though this is pure speculation on my part. And if y’all want to play them with me (I would play alone if I could, fearing you and all people as I do, but I cannot) why just name the time. Allowing a week’s advance notice for my busy schedule and friend-packed social life and potential schoolwork as of next week of course.

Speaking of the Lad. I had dinner last night with Himself* and the assorted Woods. It was the first time I’d ever eaten chili (mercifully bean-free and fabulous). Now I just have to experience bowling, drive-thru movies and DQ and then I am officially American.

None of this is my fault, people. I was raised by wolves. And communists.

*I have begun to refer to the Lad as He or Himself when I call Ward Street and get a roommate, as in “Is He home?” or “Is Himself home?” I’m not sure, but I think that my persistent reluctance to speak his name is just as annoying in person as it is on this website.

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