never ever ever rub the balloon-squirrel... ok maybe just this once...

Think of this as a wee door. A keyless one, albeit, but I was never one to be openly open.

Everything leads somewhere.
And somewhere could be anywhere you might prefer to not have gone.

Something has killed the cat. Hope is often said to be innocent, but innocence isn't even innocent most days.
Luck will leave you flustered and frustrated.

Just remember the way back, kitten. \m/






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