You might tell I had some help with the eggs this year. My little brother showed up and took me to the Irish pub. He said The DOORS sucked, and that Bauhaus was terrible. The potato salad was all me. He fell asleep in the den to Hop. You see what I put up with. Ron wouldn't even go to the Irish pub. Too bad, I brought him half my food. He won't eat it.
Arthur's Busy Day
Arthur is already learning to sit. He enjoyed his bath. He likes the fireflies and doesn't mind fireworks. From a ride to shopping he ...

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Available as an ebook, soon to be released in paperback, Pottsgrove Manor and Saint Michael's Cemetery is another Pennsylvania picture...
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Sleep, it used to be every other day twice as much, the same went for dreams. Seems with Fall came every three days thrice as much. First,...
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Sir Frankie Crisp wears Mummy's sixties costume pearls. He's not falling for the drugged cream. He said, too bad, witch. That bitch ...