Today's update is about selling some Moofwear, but that is not all it is about. It is also about Dinosaurs, and some parts of it are about Bunnies. Hell, I even threw some bees in there! I have not written an update for Something Awful in a long long time.
Moof: Hello honey
Livestock: hello moof
Moof: livestock do you know how you always put our chatlogs in the daily dirt
Moof: HAHAHA THIS ONE IS GOING IN MY DAILY DIRT
Sometimes I dream that I'm sitting in the back of the defunct Weinermobile as it careens driverless down the highway. At first I thought this was symbolic of the powerlessness I feel in life, but then I realized it's actually the Weinermobile's dream of being able to drive again.
Three years ago, when we were burying my uncle, Cleaver and some gross lady dog (Solstice???) showed up at the cemetery and starting going at it really loudly. It ruined everything and we had to have a "re-do" the next day and it cost a fortune. I've hated him ever since for that.
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