My feet totter along the path of the unusual...which is probably why I have the partner I do, Jonathan. Throw in a mutt, piles of books and art makings, and there you have it.
Well, the blob is in the correct position, even if I had to give up my name for the shortened version. Seems strange for me to look at...hey! who's that?!! But...in the end...saves the nubbies.
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Everything's in the right place now, as far as I can see. What are nubbies?
That would be fingers worn down to nubs, trying to finally arrive at my blob!
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