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I’m still mildly obsessed with Charlie’s tongue. This is beginning to be a problem, as I have a great deal of work to do around here.
I’ve got to cook a lot of food this week, I’ve got to start preparing my garden for planting at the end of this month, I’ve got to scoop up ninety-four piles of malodorous horse manure from my front yard, and I’ve got to wash caked mud from approximately eighteen pairs of jeans ranging in size from 3T to 33 x 36. The last thing I need is this tongue.
BOI-OI-OI-OI-OI-ING! It’s like a window shade. Except it doesn’t retract all the way. It’s faulty.
It’s a pink, faulty, very mushy and pliable window shade.
Longer term, I’m clearly going to need a different strategy here. Because this just isn’t going to work.
Please send some form of help immediately. Psychiatric might be the way to go.
Love,
Pioneer Woman
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