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…
Here comes the sun, little darling, here comes the sun. And it's alright, da doo doo doo do, doo doo do doodoo dooooooo!
ReplyDeleteDa dooo doo doo indeed, Daffy...
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