[Nervous Tick]

I see what you did to Coyote Woman there! LOL

[tumblindice]

I’m talking about that moment in time at daybreak, that some of us have experienced (and in which we feel no pride, nay) where one finds oneself flailing around in bed wondering, “Where am I?” then you hear her voice, “What are you looking for?” and you reply “The cat” and she says, “I don’t have a cat” but you insist, “A cat **** in my mouth!” ... then Dawn’s rosy rays illuminate her face.
(melancholy muttering softly in Col. Kurz)