pb and sometimes j


I am referring to this early am’s discovery that some slimeball, lowlife, had apparently purloined my jar of Skippy smooth peanut butter!  Could not pin it on Laurie who yet slept and would cross the Sahara barefooted to avoid the sight, or smell of peanut butter….I blame the parents and , of course.

Panic at 7 AM! could the IRA be involved?  I ask myself……a day ruined…and no 7am food store open in Dublin…that’s for sure!….maybe in 200 years…(things go slow here…)


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