This here bringer of the pooper to the fun party

Has survived two snowstorms

I don’t know what it’s called, but I know how it makes me feel, and every time I look out the kitchen window and see it I have to physically restrain myself from running out, plucking it out of the ground and rubbing it all over my naked body. I don’t know if I’ve mentioned this already, but I can’t wait for warmer weather.

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