My Sordid Past:

Bliss on a cob - Wednesday, Jul. 31, 2002
Lawn Bowling -- curling for the ice challenged - Tuesday, Jul. 30, 2002
I will only use my powers for good - Monday, Jul. 29, 2002
The road to perdition leads to a submarine - Sunday, Jul. 28, 2002
Mist and hollyhocks - Thursday, Jul. 25, 2002
Freakin' pets - Wednesday, Jul. 24, 2002
Find That Dead Thing, coming to a store near you - Monday, Jul. 22, 2002
I'm not wrong, I'm just less right than I'd like to be - Sunday, Jul. 21, 2002
Everybody needs a bad boy - Friday, Jul. 19, 2002
Survival instincts or mute with terror--your call - Thursday, Jul. 18, 2002
I have a monsterwart and you don't! - Tuesday, Jul. 16, 2002
Only so much you can ask of a cat - Monday, Jul. 15, 2002
Ticking time bomb of terror, eh - Thursday, Jul. 11, 2002
Even my butt is more interesting than you - Tuesday, Jul. 09, 2002
Time to get out the oil can, eh - Monday, Jul. 08, 2002
Back away slowly and nobody gets hurt - Friday, Jul. 05, 2002
And thrashed them all soundly and put them to bed - Thursday, Jul. 04, 2002
Extra, extra read all about it. Fish stare at rock! - Thursday, Jul. 04, 2002
Feces flinging tree dwellers unite - Wednesday, Jul. 03, 2002

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