Monday, March 17, 2008

an assembly such as this

Butler is doing his best to prize Bagman out from behind his desk - although Susannah hopes that he will be careful and not too hasty, as Bagman may be --er, busy at the moment. Princess Afternoon appears exhausted and will soon need a nap... and there is no telling what Mrs. Lytle will do in her absence!! The chickens have escaped and are running in and out of the house, and apparently Erasure Head has attempted to blow up Mole End, and nearly succeeded in detonating the farm. Zoe is in the mountains of her mind, and Sophie is headed out to sea for parts unknown.

Maybe Kierkegaard needs to come down off the porch swing and do the hula, or something.

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