Is it just me, or was every town on Long Island named by a dyslexic pervert obsessed with suggestive place names?. (I'm lookin' at you, Sag Harbor.)
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The Inn of Infinite Sadness, or alternatively, Smudge and Hobbes' Traumatising Transcendental Transatlantic Trip. Being the adventures of two very large, unwillingly peripatetic, half-Bengal cats and their owner (of rather similar description) as they prepare to leave the North American continent in search of a new life in their (the cats, not the owner) ancestral homeland of Aneda. Sigh, what I won't do for a decent cup of tea.
Saturday, August 24, 2013
Presented without comment (almost).
Is it just me, or was every town on Long Island named by a dyslexic pervert obsessed with suggestive place names?. (I'm lookin' at you, Sag Harbor.)
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