Tag Archives: Rebekah Postupak

In Which A Possessed Can Of Beans Explodes, Contributing To The Gaiety Of Nations #microcosms

Timothy whistled. Not much of a tune and no real power but a definite whistle. Lori Perchance opened the Health & Safety box extracting the Rod and the Staff and headed for the shortbread tin. She caught a glimpse of … Continue reading

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A brief blog from bandage-land

Ok so he’s alive and if not kicking, tapping away. Thank you to everyone who kindly sent their good wishes; they are very welcome. I have decided not to post photos of my black and white three hole putting green, … Continue reading

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