April 2, 2025 at 1:48 AM
#ChristmasEve #Nightplans
My man-servant Björn and I will arm ourselves with daggers & board a flying mutant dog sled, then race across excessively manicured lawns to the sound of "Ride of the Valkyries,” until Santa relinquishes the bacon-flavored candy canes he recovered from the Heat Miser.
My man-servant Björn and I will arm ourselves with daggers & board a flying mutant dog sled, then race across excessively manicured lawns to the sound of "Ride of the Valkyries,” until Santa relinquishes the bacon-flavored candy canes he recovered from the Heat Miser.
December 25, 2024 at 7:07 AM
#ChristmasEve #Nightplans
My man-servant Björn and I will arm ourselves with daggers & board a flying mutant dog sled, then race across excessively manicured lawns to the sound of "Ride of the Valkyries,” until Santa relinquishes the bacon-flavored candy canes he recovered from the Heat Miser.
My man-servant Björn and I will arm ourselves with daggers & board a flying mutant dog sled, then race across excessively manicured lawns to the sound of "Ride of the Valkyries,” until Santa relinquishes the bacon-flavored candy canes he recovered from the Heat Miser.
