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I can't help about the shape I'm in, I can't sing I ain't pretty and my legs are thin
But don't ask me what I think of you, I might not give the answer that you want me to
I think Snoopy was secretly one of my heroes B-)
Seems only decent to return the compliment with the odd guitar (or two) O:-)
I'm not locked in here with you, you are locked in here with me.
I found a squirrel in my bedroom just a week before Xmas
No idea how he got in ......windows were closed because it was a very cold week
It was dog biscuits....taken in by mice. And the dog biscuits weren't even kept in the garage...or anywhere near it.
So I reckon you've got mice
In various places in the world it pays to do the same in case spiders or snakes have taken up residence overnight.
Thankfully I have never yet been attacked by a peanut ! :-O
Conspiracy theory; Douglas Adams reckoned that the mice secretly ran the planet... (deep thought, 42, life the universe and everything, etc)
Had you considered the possibility that they were attempting to return the compliment and bump you off instead ? 8-X
So, loving a mystery, and a bit of sleuthing (our old R.E. teacher kept wonderfully effective order in class by delivering spellbinding orations of Sherlock Holmes), I put the peanuts on one side for the day. Yesterday evening I returned them back to my shoe, covered by a sock as it had been the night before.
Maybe our mystery house guest(s) would be gracious enough to bring me enough to make a peanut butter sandwich? I do love peanut butter, so that might worm their way into my heart and let them stay.
Then it was just a matter of waiting for the reveal... :-SS