Hark!
What light through yonder window breaks?
Tis sun, methinks – which maketh perfect sense, considering the time of day. Certainly, it could not be Dog The Bounty Hunter, beaming a powerful flashlight through our curtains.
Or could it…
Mrs. That Dan Guy??
Chow for now…
2 comments:
Here comes the sun, little darling, here comes the sun. And it's alright, da doo doo doo do, doo doo do doodoo dooooooo!
Da dooo doo doo indeed, Daffy...
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