Saturday, July 28, 2012

The Big Move

Gentle Reader,

So!  I finished my move.  And you know what?  Moving is terrible!  But now it's over, and I'm enjoying my new place.  I mean, like, really enjoying it.  Every time I walk in, I say to myself, "Wait a second, how did I end up at Kensington Palace?"  And then I remember that my place is just that nice.  Coco Chanel can eat her dead little Nazi heart out.

Ever Yours,
Fauntleroy

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