I went ahead and drank the Pero again, because I craved something coffee-like. But in my haste I forgot all about how Pero is used as a lobotomy anesthetic, and now I’m Pero-lyzed.
So please accept this list of stuff I’m going to write about soon, but not now:
- My toilet and its limited access poo hole
- Domestic conspiracies, from the Crazy Mixed-Up Files of Mrs. Deba D. Mommaweiler
- Evolution of the “Blogger Butt;” possibly with timeline
- My dad’s secret CIA past
- The rundown home at the end of the lane
- Why you should try the pie
See you soon!