The Morning After the Night Before

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?

morning after candy

Oh.

morning after candy 2

OH.

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One comment

  1. 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…..”

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