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Monday, October 10, 2016

Please Cease Tossing Your Cookies on Val's Kitchen Floor

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I'm sure this will come as a shock to you, but there are times when Hick is persona non grata around the homestead. Like Sunday, when he...
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Sunday, October 9, 2016

Next Thing You Know, I'll Catch Him Wearing White

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Somebody needs to tell Puppy Jack that swimming season is over. That the pools close after Labor Day, because the weather gets colder. Like ...
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Saturday, October 8, 2016

A Pony Cannot Change His Colors

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The Pony sent me a text out of the blue today at 3:06 p.m. "So when I was out driving today I almost got in a wreck. A car in the lan...
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Friday, October 7, 2016

Back-of-the-Book-Blurb Friday #29 "Count on Randy to Disguise Your Modus Operandi"

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Blog buddy Sioux is hosting Back-of-the-Book-Blurb Friday . I have 150 words to convince you to fake-buy my fake book. This week, sweet mys...
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Thursday, October 6, 2016

Who Knows What Evil Lurks in the Hearts of Dead-Mouse-Smelling-Post-Office Rural Route Delivery Drivers?

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Let the record show that my mail used to arrive mid-morning. Maybe 10:00, 10:30. Always before noon. I understand that sometimes there's...
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Wednesday, October 5, 2016

Val Shouldn't Have Seen the One That Got Away

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SSSIIIIIIIIIGGGHHH... Perhaps you remember that Val Thevictorian enjoys plunking down her hard-direct-deposited cash for a scratch-off lot...
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Tuesday, October 4, 2016

If You Buy Your 44 oz Diet Coke at BP, You'd Better Bring Your American Express, Because They Don't Accept...

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If I wasn't so addicted didn't know better, I'd swear the universe is sending out signals for me to lay off the 44 oz Diet Coke...
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Val is not my real name. I was H.S. valedictorian. Then I became a teacher. A student thought I claimed to be Val, the victorian.
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