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And for today’s act of self-preservation, I plan to pretend to be here.
Care to join me?
I saved a chair for you.
Oh, but do be a dear and ask the waiter to stop by on your way, won’t you? My ice is melting.
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And for today’s act of self-preservation, I plan to pretend to be here.
Care to join me?
I saved a chair for you.
Oh, but do be a dear and ask the waiter to stop by on your way, won’t you? My ice is melting.
I’m so proud of you. I’ll call the waiter over immediately. Thanks for inviting me.
Love you,
Mom
Mine is a cabin. Alone in the woods. With no cell reception. And a lake.
Cocktqils qll qround! 🙂
(Oops, dqmn thqt French lqptop keyboqrd;;;)
Amen!!
Is that your private island? I’ll be on the next island over.
The answer of a true friend. God, I love you.
I just tried to “like” Stimey’s comment. I need to get off Facebook and spend some time on my island.
Take care of you. xo
Carry on with that. LOVE IT.
Blessings today.
Nobody else would be there just magic elves who leave a constant supply of food and cocktails and good books. I need to make this my screensaver so I can get through this week. How can it only be Wednesday?
What time does the bar open? Can it open, like, now?
Oh honey, this is MY island. It doesn’t close.
I’m smiling!
Good for you! May the weather always be exactly perfect so your ice doesn’t melt too fast. 😉
I feel like my wife would also want a chair…can you imagine one more? I worry that she’ll think I’m cheating on her in your imagination.
No worries. I’ll just imagine you an island of your own. Right next to Stimey’s.
when did Stimey get an island?? Is it near Diary Island? Because I worry about how much Diary Island sounds like Diarrhea Island…and I don’t want to be that close…
Just don’t drink the imaginary water. You’ll be fine.
I have those imaginary carbon filters with me. I guess it’s okay…just a texture thing…*shudders*
The island’s turned into quite a party by now. I’ll be nearby on my yacht, raising a glass. xo