Bleargh. I feel awful. I don’t even want to open my eyes. I didn’t sleep well at all last night. I dreamed weird things all night long… Sigyn and I were at a party, but it wasn’t a proper party because there was no food and no music. And all sorts of strange people were there. I mean, it was people we knew—my stupid brother and all his Avenger pals and a talking raccoon and that crazy Doktor Arnold. And somehow Tony Stark was a Dalek, but it wasn’t really him, and then there was a real Dalek, and before I could find out if it was going to ‘Exterminate!‘ everyone, it all changed and I dreamed I was pushing a wheelbarrow full of candy down the street and singing a song about sparkly wizard pajamas.
I wonder what brought all that on?
Oh.
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hahahahahahahaha – great photos!
Is that Marigold & Bertalie’s home?
So, where did the chocolate wrappers come from, if you do not indulge in cocoa-containing confections?
PS – LOVE the tag lines… and now I’m humming “On the goooo-oood ship, Lol-Li-Pop…..”