They Say When We’re Together

Topaz is feeling under the weather and I’m up to my neck in work. At least the protest poop seems to have stopped. Between that and the diarrhea it was a real costume party around here, but only if the theme was “Come As Your Least Favorite Gooey/Stinky Mess, Plus Bleach.”

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