tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30059684.post4965276403196557892..comments2023-09-03T04:26:37.932-05:00Comments on ShiftlessBadger: Chopping for the WorldThe Badger Kinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08044189827488564725noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30059684.post-62102684568141165202008-02-22T10:02:00.000-05:002008-02-22T10:02:00.000-05:00Blood? So it's NOT really rasberry sauce?Blood? So it's NOT really rasberry sauce?HRH King Friday XIII, Ret.https://www.blogger.com/profile/10906200050785557272noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30059684.post-60950123991059812122008-02-22T05:29:00.000-05:002008-02-22T05:29:00.000-05:00Totally missed you, Badger. Though you have not th...Totally missed you, Badger. Though you have not the slightest idea of anonymous devotees, we do exist...echidna girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14569979267945895716noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30059684.post-53903391190334800912008-02-21T02:02:00.000-05:002008-02-21T02:02:00.000-05:00Chop chop, Badger. That's the kind of great though...Chop chop, Badger. That's the kind of great thought things that happen to me while I swim, but because I swim in an outdoor pool beneath a usually cloudless sky, my thoughts are less carrot based, and often follow the lyrical flight of birds in the twilight. And then sometimes I hit my head on the end of the pool when certain, how shall I say, cunts, don't put the flags back after whatever made them take them down in the first place. <BR/><BR/>There is also swim angst, but you've inspired me to blog on that topic, so keep a look out for that no doubt riviting read.<BR/><BR/>Far out I miss you...missambermhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16940880333157249858noreply@blogger.com