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Hallo ...
Rot op met je BF in het journaal.
Zoals de verkoper vsn de lampenwinkel: 'de klant wil een leuke prijs en dat krijgt ie toch wel'.
(Aangezien retail in de laatste maanden zn jaarwinst moet boeken, kan er niet veel extra over blijven voor de consument.)

We're getting our Halloween decorations out of the loft and neither of us has any recollection of seeing pinky and perky here before. Our current working theory is that a couple of leprechauns crawled into the attic months ago and got trapped there.

@… wo müsste man dich denn suchen, wenn man mal Hallo sagen will? Heute werde ich zwar nicht zur Zentrale pilgern, aber vielleicht ein anderes mal 🙂

The moral of the story is: Never Wash Halloween Costumes!
There was a pair of pants in the dirty laundry that I'd been avoiding because it had black bubbles (boba) attached to the legs. Earlier today I thought, "Hmm.. maybe I'll finally wash it, and someone could use it next year!" I examined the boba closely; it looked like it had been glued on. Obviously I didn't try to pull it off or damage it. So I figured it was okay, as our heat pump dryer doesn't get th…

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Hallo en welkom in dit liveblog. Hier houden we je op de hoogte van de laatste ontwikkelingen rond de oorlog in Oekraïne.

#Caturday strong. This was from last month.
#cats #CatsOfMastodon

So Hallowe'en, where do you stand?

I took some renovation debris to our local recycling centre yesterday and picked up a bag for small batteries. I like how the design is Halloween inspired.
#Recycling

My Halloween pumpkin, Waldo, was a hit with the kids. I didn't know how to dress him up as Dogmeat so this is what we went with.
#dogs #halloween

Sonnet 108 - CVIII
What's in the brain, that ink may character,
Which hath not figured to thee my true spirit?
What's new to speak, what now to register,
That may express my love, or thy dear merit?
Nothing, sweet boy; but yet, like prayers divine,
I must each day say o'er the very same;
Counting no old thing old, thou mine, I thine,
Even as when first I hallowed thy fair name.
So that eternal love in love's fresh case,