It's really cloudy here in Middle America... lots of rain... but I'm feeling REALLY frisky/angry/dangerous/wild tonight.
Anyone else feel that way?
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Yeah, I sure am. But I think I know what's got me feeling frisky! I'll be talking about it at the next meeting on Sunday.
dude... it's the moon tonight. i totally can't transform back to normal... dang its hard to type right now 2
i really wanna kill something... serously
yo boys... your WELCOME to come over and kill me tonite!1! XOXO im SO frisky!
Heh. You guys are on too, eh? I just did something I'm REALLY not proud of. Just... couldn't keep it together, you know?
Well, anyhow... I'm in the doghouse right now, so I'm glad I've got wireless.
And yes, I am literally in the doghouse. I don't want to tell you about what made the dog leave me here alone.
Geez, I really have some things to work through...
Enjoy yourselves tonight, fellas. This is the best it gets, and it only comes around every few years.
Me, I've got some jars of moonshine with my name writ all over 'em, and a camp full of hunters out in the woods to share 'em with.
Look for a 'bear attack' in the papers next week.
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