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Ordinary Goodness
February 26, 2025
An airplane crash. The plane came to rest upside down. The passengers hung from their seatbelts. And then came the ordinary goodness.
Keeping an eye on things?! Happy WW!
Harlow will come and play with you! She doesn’t need a nap either!
(…and yes, humming…)
Monty and Harlow
Ice sez: Owooooo, now you’ve really gone and done it! My hu-Mom is sitting here, singing under her breath, “In the jungle, the mighty jungle, The Typhoon stalks tonight”, over and over again!
I could come play with you, Typhoon! What’s with napping, anyway!?!?!
Yours sincerely,
Margaret Thatcher
PS: My mom’s already got it stuck. š
The urge to sing it is only a whim-away. a whim-away…