Ray’s Thought for the Day - Stuck on 1.59"
This weather is making me really nervous. Outside, yet another dry norther howls. Yesterday, we set another new all time historic high temperature, 86.
Mercy! The upcoming Hope Remains may be too hot for man or beast. The dust shall blow. The teenagers and smokers shall set fire to the weed patches. Goddess help me.
My instincts cry out, flee Ray, flee. You must migrate, before it is too late. Yet I tarry, my flight instinct subdued by civil constraints.
Mercy! The upcoming Hope Remains may be too hot for man or beast. The dust shall blow. The teenagers and smokers shall set fire to the weed patches. Goddess help me.
My instincts cry out, flee Ray, flee. You must migrate, before it is too late. Yet I tarry, my flight instinct subdued by civil constraints.
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