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Don’t encourage me, baby, or I’ll go too far

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You’re always doing it.  Nudging me right along.  Even when I think I’m done, you make me know that if I just hang on another moment or two that it’ll be even better. You incite me to excitement, you stimulate Read more ›

Always fallin’ for you…

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As leaves change, changes can leave us discombobulated. A lot of changes happened in October but we never change our love for you. That’s as consistent as the seasons themselves.

3, 2, 1… Hold on tight baby.

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For the last three years you may have noticed that David Bowie, Adam Ant and/or DJ Bobo show up on the Sunday cum Monday morning playlist. Alot. Probably something to do with the English Muffin and her musical tastes. She’d Read more ›

Merry madlib mayhem

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Big heaping christmas madlib. Do we really need to say anymore?

Drop pants, not bombs.

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This is where it might get confusing. There was a gun show. There was a knife show. There was cable and software failure. And so both shows are sadly non-archive-able. So we will mosey straight to the heavy artillery, the Read more ›

Captain Wednesday is a bacon bargain.

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When JF goes outta town, you can be assured that Muffin will play cover songs. Good cover songs, bad cover songs, german cover songs, weird cover songs. Muffin will also bribe people to come push buttons. This time it was Read more ›

Is it a threeway or a threesome? And do spectators count?

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Not just eye-candy. But do I really need to say anymore?

With lolliepops and pink panties

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They really do go together, don’t they? This was what I like to call a show. Not every show is a show, but this, indeed, was. It was inspired.  It took teamwork.  It was referential. Birthdays were celebrated.  Shout outs Read more ›

Lastdayofschool!!!

Lastdayofschool…Lastdayofschool… Lastdayofschool…Lastdayofschool… Lastdayofschool…Lastdayofschool… Lastdayofschool…Lastdayofschool… Lastdayofschool…Lastdayofschool… Lastdayofschool…Lastdayofschool… Lastdayofschool…Lastdayofschool…

Tasty tiny tarts.

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The Queen of Hearts, she made some tarts, all on a summers day. The Knave of Hearts, he stole those tarts and took them clean away. The Kings of Hearts called for the tarts and beat the Knave full sore. Read more ›

Under the stars on a big hard rock

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Have you ever listened to Bubbles in the Think Tank outside?  Not just out on the porch, but really out there. I, obviously, never got to do it.  I’ve always been inside the studio.  A somewhat controlled environment (I am Read more ›