…life is skittles and life is beer.
I think the loveliest time of the year
is spring
I do
Don’t you?
Course you do.
And lo, depending on where in the world you are, somewhere at roughly 10:30 this morning the sun crept it’s way out of the cold and into the Zodiacal sigh of Aries.
Spring a time of rebirth, renewal, and a new cosmic year.
Time for someone to give me a job now 😉
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Soooooooooooo iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiif Sunday you’re free, why don’t you come with me, and we’ll poison the pigeons in the park! o/~
May things line up for you extra-fabulously and that dream job you’ve been wanting be made available to you!
But there’s one thing that makes spring complete for me,
And makes ev’ry Sunday a treat for me.
All the world seems in tune
On a spring afternoon,
When we’re poisoning pigeons in the park.
Ev’ry Sunday you’ll see
My sweetheart and me,
As we poison the pigeons in the park.