Sunday, September 1, 2013

Bo Peep


Sometimes I daydream of being a shepherd in Ireland, or living some super simplistic life where I get up at the butt-crack o'dawn to grind wheat to make flour and bake biscuits. Then I remember I'm lazy, and that all that sheep poop would not be fun to deal with.  Also, who wants to get up that early? Not me.

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