Under the boardwalk, they might be havin’ some fun, but up top folks were running for their lives after Clarence made it quite clear that he was absent in etiquette class when they discussed gastro-intestinal disturbances…
Previously published in “Crusty Pie”.
Categories: Past Imperfect
Bonnywood Manor 
Bahahaha
And hey, what a great photo!
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Right? That photo is WAY cool. I couldn’t help but squeeze a story out of it…
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Lovely!
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I’ll do what I can, as I’ve always enjoyed your posts…
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Thank you!!
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Hee hee and here I was thinking that was the first ‘official’ meetin’ of The Rickshaw Society – UK Branch. Huh. Now being one who can’t walk very far without having to sit down, that wheelie dealie looks quite comfy. And now that you’ve cleared up the fact that there’s ‘facilities’ hidden in there, well I’m in. 😉
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I’m enamored of the wheelie dealie as well. It looks rather festive, and the occupant does appear to be very invested in getting the hell out of there, but not enough to actually do any of the manual labor…
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They do seem to be scattering, though it amazes me how you leapt to that conclusion. Pray tell, does a resident of Bonnywood share gastrointestinal disturbances as well? 😉
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I leapt because the muses spoke to me. Just like they speak to a certain inhabitant of Bonnywood that is not me. Well, usually not…
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Ah yes. And in those days, no Depends. 😉
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It was a wretched time, without dignity-saving undergarments…
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Beans, beans, musical fruit…
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The more you eat, the more you might end up in a Past Imperfect…
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