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Saturday, November 28, 2020

Circuswater 13 ~ Fattelo: It's your day and night to howl...

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Circuswater 13 ~ Back Pages: The Unholy 3...

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Friday, November 27, 2020

Circuswater 13 ~ While Teddy Banjo and me were on our morning walk, a big, black cat - casually crossed our path...

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Sunday, November 22, 2020

Circuswater 13 ~ Makes No Difference...

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Tuesday, November 17, 2020

Circuswater 13 ~ Themeo and me...

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Thursday, November 12, 2020

Circuswater 13 ~ What's the point...

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Saturday, November 7, 2020

Circuswater 13 ~ Lazy Susan...

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Circuswater 13 ~ Tipsy's Tap: Progress...

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Circuswater 13 ~ Now who's gonna drive me to the golf course?...

Sometimes it's more important who loses than who wins.

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Thunderbox: All my life things have been what they have been. I thought I was on top of the world when my boss over at the Church Cake Sale Management Company put me in charge of measuring kitchen tables: But never in my wildest dreams did I imagine that I would become the junior assistant to the assistant of the assistant president of The Miniature Cattle Display Club here in Spiderbone Illinois. It's as if I was drinking a Rob Roy with Roy Clark or hailing a cab for Haley Mills or...dang, I had another one, but it slipped my mind. But anyway my recent appointment has made me the toast-of-the-town in a town where toasting is not an activity to be taken lightly. It seems like just days ago I was living in the boiler room at the Moose Lodge. Now I'm living in the laundry room of a swell apartment building. Things just always seem to work out good for me. Who knows, someday I might own a bait shop or become a camp host! Oh yeah...now I remember, or like tossing a beach ball with Lucille Ball.

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