This is increasingly the scene that awaits us as we come home at night. No, this is not bringing the sacrament to the shut-ins gone bad, it's a nightly feline feast. And it's basically become our front door mat. Thank you, Toly.
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Guess who's back... back again....
Toly's back... tell a friend.
Didn't think it'd take you long to find an update, Biz.
What? 11 hours? I was sleeping... cut me some slack.
I love this blog. It's probably the best one.
I think that what would make this the most bestest blog is if there were some audio clips posted. If you do indeed live in someone's basement, post some audio of those someones being totally intimate! Now that, would be awesome.
I think the best I can do is audio clips of Toly yelling, "Cami! What are you doing out here? Get back there! Go back in your room and shut the door behind you!!"
Poor Cami the dog.
Yeah, but that doesn't put me any closer to my lifelong goal of at least hearing someone being intimate.
i will try and help you meet your goals, woo.
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