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fandomhigh2021-07-26 07:05 pm
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Adventures in Sheep Farming, Monday
"I don't know about you lot," Edward announced, "But I am bloody tired of the moose forcin' us to deal with sheep all the time."
Yes, he had once again been assigned the Danger Shop, and it had once again supplied him only with a replica of the English countryside and a ton of sheep.
"I say we give it the finger," he continued, "As you say in this day and age."
He pointed at a bag. "I brought many silly bathing suits and caps," he said. "And I checked, this-- room is full of soulless Englishmen."
He cleared his throat.
"The sea's about thirty minutes' run from here," he said. "I say we give all these people something to speak to the moose about."
He pulled off his robe to reveal... thematic board shorts. "Let's go, then!"
He was having a week. And yes, he knew it was Monday.
Yes, he had once again been assigned the Danger Shop, and it had once again supplied him only with a replica of the English countryside and a ton of sheep.
"I say we give it the finger," he continued, "As you say in this day and age."
He pointed at a bag. "I brought many silly bathing suits and caps," he said. "And I checked, this-- room is full of soulless Englishmen."
He cleared his throat.
"The sea's about thirty minutes' run from here," he said. "I say we give all these people something to speak to the moose about."
He pulled off his robe to reveal... thematic board shorts. "Let's go, then!"
He was having a week. And yes, he knew it was Monday.
Through the Sheep
Re: Through the Sheep
. . . Look, they’d run so she caught one. What was she supposed to do, not carry a
snacksheep with her?