Scintillating Sunday repartee, yawn man.
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Thrilling Sunday report, see man:
Awoke before alarm, we man.
Did not leave the casa all day, man.
Breakfast for Mini-B. was tubowls of cereal, ingest wee man.
Lunch for us was onecan of beef stew, ingest we man.
Attempted siesta mostly failed, doze slightly we man.
Miu absolutely ultra-aysheep all day, hyperactive miu man.
A highlight was a protracted battle to the death between miu and a feather-roller, victorious miu man.
We have never seen miu so aysheep for so extended a period, view miu newly we man.
We conquered Many (2+1) LLs but have enough for another, unbalanced we man.
We shall do it on Monday, conclude we man.
Din-din was mini-'zas from Costco + r'br, ingest Two Guys man.
Mini-B. consumed 2 'roni mini-'zas, ingest wee man.
We consumed 2 Many-cheese ([2+2]-cheese) mini-'zas, ingest we man.
We agreed that this was a good and good Two Guys din-din, agree Two Guys man.
Ex-Mrs.-T-B. arrived to remove Mini-B., end of Two Guys week man.
Naturally, miu was a comatose loaf during this brief interval, man.
We have just spent 2 hours trying to discover which of Mama T-B.'s CDs expires this month, Sherlock Holmes we man.
We conclude that either we were mistaken or that Mama T-B. handled it before she went down, confused we man.
We did find that CD rates beyond terms of Many (2+1) or Many (2+2) months completely suck now, man.
No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man.
No particular plans for Monday, no plan we man man.
We will probably see Mama T-B., do the needful we man.
We should visit Costco or Costco Business Center, latter almost proximal to Mama T-B. man.
We should also continue work on Mama T-B.'s taxes, dreary drudgery man.
We are obviously such a party-animal, got no self-control and don't want any we man.
And that was/is our thrilling Sunday, report we man.