What time is it? Last I knew I was inhaling my third turkey sandwhich of the night, watching the annual Football game between two teams no one truly cares about and then WHAM! I wake up and it's a two days later, and I'm not wearing any socks. Or pants for that matter.

The stealing of my pants I understand, after all they were cheetah print with glitter on the pockets, but who in their right mind steals a woman's socks?! And to top it all off I found several nice little favs from you, dropped carefully into my lap. Now I don't know if it was tryptophan or you knocked me upside the head, stole my socks/ pants and left this fav as a calling card, but I will find out.

No one steals my fluffy mismatched cow socks and gets away with it. No matter how grateful I am for the favs.....mark my words.....

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Oh hey. I remember you!

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~ KEK Inc.

hey there me again thanks for the faves

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Hey there it's the kid from yahoo ^^ Thanks for the profile link, your photography's great Thanks again ^^

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Let's get awesome.

I'm going to go away I've decided. Package myself up in a little bottle and throw myself off to sea; letting the waves determine my path. Once a day I'll uncork the lid and swim down looking for shellfish and the occasionally unlucky fish who passes by. Now I'm not telling you this because you care- I know you don't. I just thought you'd like to know that while I'm gone I'll need you to feed my pony. Oh, and to thank you for the favs, it really made me happy and I'll think of them as the sea rocks me to sleep. I hope you have a pleasant several months and Marsha (the pony) only feeds on the stuffing inside of couches. Thanks again, friend.

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You know, you're like a really good pizza. No, I mean that. A good pizza is unexpected: no one spends their day going "I want pizza" it's always:

"Hey, why don't we order a pizza?"

"AWESOME."

You always make people happy. In this case because you faved a piece of mine, but you know, I'm sure you'd make the cannibals happy in JUST the same way a pizza would. Also, everyone appreciates a well made pizza. All too often one gets a pizza where the cheese sticks to the top, or there's just not enough sauce. So when the perfect one comes along at three in the morning, we all give a sigh of grattitude and dig in.

And you, like the pizza, are appreciated for the fav. So rock on, my extra cheese with peporoni and diced chicken thin-crust, rock on.

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