Behold a Giant Muh

“That Doesn’t Even Make Sense.” ~Abby

Daisies in the kitchen window + snow on the ground outside = about as much sense as this afternoon''s nap dream.

Dream: My California cousins and I were carving up the Abominable Snowman, who was also Frosty the Snowman, into small sections so we could number and categorize them. When it was my turn, the number of my section of the snowman was “Osdo Carson.” Later in the dream, Abby and I were at a gun show, but all they had for sale was the Mauser c96 “Broom Handle” pistol and hundreds of Buddha statues with clocks in his belly.

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