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Letters to Nowhere

Thursday, November 03, 2005

There is a opossum

eating a biscuit in my front yard, not even 15 feet from my front door. .

No embellishment needed, that one sentence sums up the weirdness that is my life.


  • If it's already eating the biscuit, all you have to do is scoop it up in a pan and pour some gravy on it, right? - voila! Dinner is served.

    Sorry. My Arkansan roots are showing...

    By Blogger AfricaBleu, at 11:32 PM  

  • Dang, africableu beat me to it,, *snickers* we used to have a coon that would come to the back of the trailer that we lived in years ago an scratch at the back door ,, like we were gonna let it in,,,LOL

    By Blogger reesie, at 6:28 AM  

  • You know, I do think that's the most unique blog entry I've seen in months.



    By Blogger Garrison Steelle, at 6:57 AM  

  • ok, WHAT THE HELL is a OPOSSUM??
    LMAO...I'm canadian, so sue me. lol

    By Blogger moon, at 10:39 AM  

  • What is one of those, we havent got them in the uk.Have a good weekend

    By Anonymous mellowyellow, at 11:07 AM  

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