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Monday? Yeah, I’ll Be Whimpering Like a Braised Beagle — 7 Comments

  1. Ahh, the conspiracy theory of astronomy. These guys ought to talk to my husband and his best buddy; years as California lawyers have left them the most paranoid people I’ve ever met, and to them EVERYTHING is a conspiracy. If a strange car drives into our cul-de-sac and turns around, they are not lost; they are casing out OUR house to rob it, specifically.

    Braised Beagle is an exquisite bit of both alliteration and pungent imagery. I salute you.