There Are coyotes howling in my front yard.
DO NOT WALK THE DOG, KEVYNN.
I went out front and whistled because I don't ever know what to do when the Kindred come calling.
This is tonight's reverse Tex Avery scenario.
My trashcans are the sexy singer on stage.
And yes, it's a full moon tonight.
Seriously.
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