I'd also read it. Get to work!
I'm still trying to get Jame Gandolfini to sign off name rights. Anne and Nancy were a breeze though.
I find it significant that every one of your stories ends with baby penguins, a unicorn-fronted Heart tribute band, and James Gandolfini participating in the Iditarod. Except this Iditarod probably doesn't involve Saran Wrap, crisco and you as a sled dog, huh?
As an Atlanta Slog faithful who will never make it to a Slog Happy... if ever you have a book that goes a couple rounds of Slog Happy without being adopted, something wretched dreg that you'd like to foist elsewhere, post it to me and I'll pledge to write a book report on it. Yes?
What happens in our living room stays in our living room.
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