They say her name is Cinders, but I bet she would answer to Janice.
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Welcome to the Thousand Anxiety Wood. Harshing Mellows since 2004. Current Anxiety Level: Orange (yam colored)
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- Vancouver, Washington, United States
- An aging, NPR-listening pseudo-intellectual bohemian wannabe with delusions of artistic ability that clearly surpass reality.
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Need to Kill More Time?
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2 comments:
Oh sure, we run a sausage farm but Cinders is just a "pet"...sure. I can see right through you people. You're animals.
DON'T EAT CINDERS!!!
I saw this item on an MSNBC program.
LOVE the photo. You know, I haven't eaten pork since the movie about Babe "The Sheep Pig" came out.
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