Grey Moon – Saturday (ep. 68)
“Wanna go on a date with me?” asked Alpaca.
“No,” replied Reala sternly.
“Oh come on, at least have a picnic with me,” pleaded Alpaca.
“Oh aye,” said Reala, “you are a llama of some sort, how will you bring food to a picnic?”
“Alpaca lunch,” she replied.
Reala grimaced.
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Little Fears 
Ha Haaa!
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😛
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This is the “booby trap” one under this title too. Heeeyyy, what happened, LF?
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Ooof, sleeping when posted! 😀
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Ha! Totally understandable. Trust me.
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funny one.
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Thank you. 🙂
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Alpaca one too…then we’ll have double yums
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Haha, good thinkin!
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Too funny.
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Thank you.
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Ah, my morning groan! Love it! 🙂
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Thanks again, Marge. 🙂
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How long do you laugh at your thoughts before you actually write this down? Your mind is like a party ongoing in your head.
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Haha, they just keep rollin, Dayle. 🙂
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Worthy of a double groan!!
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Good good! 😛
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ha-ha-ha groan! 😀
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Thank you, Ma’am!
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Sheri titters with laughter
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Dawww, heh. 😛
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:))))))……………………..alpacanother. Spring is in the air ;).
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Narffle!
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Thank you for keeping us abreast of Alpaca’s life.
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☺☺♥♥
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vivid…hilarious!
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Thank you.
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