there’s a nut in our bed.
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blowing bubbles of giggling somethingness and why-nottie-tude, a creative laxative, a provocateur of visual burps and farts (ie: until the end of 2019 as design department head at the creative circus, and frequent side-hustley designer of designy stuff) – but also my every-other-time-o'-day approach. hopefully this stuff is easily sharable, lots funner than having to read a lot, and not a big investment of time. i hope you enjoy. View all posts by hey, that tickles
HEY, WHO YOU CALLING A NUT!!!!!! CAN’T YOU TELL I’M MAN’S BEST FRIEND…… AND YES, I HAVE TWO NUTS. THERE ENOUGH SAID.
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actually, he’s got four nuts: two down there, and one in each hemisphere of his brain. yep, never know what he’s thinking. or not.
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awwwwwwwwwww. how nutty?
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pictures are so deceiving: a madman caught in a quiet moment, giving his dreams some time off. here, he’s not barking at squirrels out the window, or digging in the rock wall looking for chipmunks (which pulls the rocks down), or running outside to toilet only to sniff the wall and forget his bladder, or tearing up his stuffed chew toy, or gobbling — i mean, hoovering! — the leftovers from dinner (he eats so fast i don’t think he tastes anything), refusing to poop on his ‘poop walks’, or chasing imaginary critters, begging for food when there’s no food, or……
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