Sunday, April 17, 2022

Dear Duckies

I've been practicing a song called Surf Board Riding High.  I sail-surfed in boy scouts when I was a teenager.  I am going to get my fishing license!

Weird to say, but I am using lynsterine to treat my skatbroad wheels seeing as how they've rain rusted recently.  They'll be even moore tubular after I've returned from Cyrax Heights.

I've made 3 kazoo, but to make another smiling mantis I need another U-pipe.

There is no neat little bow on most of my fictional stories.  But, here are some,

Lazer Blast 33 fathoms burnt.  For Penwhip become a Burned Bridge.  Thunder's past brags hurt.   

Punch limes in the Punch line at Tumbler Wheat.

Egg's and Spam for my invisible family just because.

When you attack the joke's on you.



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