The recent snowmelt has revealed another demonic dropping in my yard. jimmy waxes on in his typical vainglorious, self-obsessed, pitiful, style-less style, regarding his snow pile...while, as usual, I have real problems with piles in the snow. What is this? It cannot be of, or from, goodness. This is evil, come from evil. I am posting this so you, my beloved fans, will know that if any woe, malaise, or infirmity befalls me, there was something brewing in the dark cauldron of sorcery that is jimmy. Hoodoo voodoo witchery I tell you. Well, curse you right back jimmy. A squirrel's pox be upon you jimmy. And keep your crap-happy dog out of my yard.
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