one of the flayrods has gone out askew on't treadle!

I should clarify, for folks outside my immediate linguistic area, that a ground squirrel is what people in other parts call a chipmunk. It is not a squirrel that has been through a meat processing plant or otherwise maimed.

You can, however, observe maimed, flattened, squished, and yes, even *ground* squirrels aplenty this time of year, thanks to our fine road system and the availability of relativley inexpensive gasoline. The giant Belgian Draft Crows love 'em.

...and what about those little bags of airline peanuts?

(Insert several paragraphs of bitching and moaning about the tedium and frustration of everyday life, followed by existential musing, and finish up with a joke, or possibly a quote from a Morrissey song.)

...si, si, je suis un dumbass.

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Mom'll be so proud!