Friday Ephemera (808)
The magic is forever. || Hear her roar. || Unforeseen obstruction. || Scenes of a runaway sled. || Keeper of secrets lets slip. || Some tilting occurred. || I bring cleavage. || Eight thousand voids (and counting). || Frankly, I question his motives. || A great symbolic moment of the twenty-first century. || “Take your meds,” says she. || Significant irritation detected. || Artefacts of enrichment, a possible series. || Simulated tripping, from quite mild to rather intense. (h/t, Elephants Gerald) || $200. || That’s exactly how I would’ve done it. || Competitive window cleaning. || Attuned to higher powers. (h/t, Neatorama) || How to eat spaghetti, a beginner’s guide. || Protest training, where mighty warriors are forged. || Hours of fun, for some values of fun. || Foodstuff, loosely. || Cliffhanger.
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[ Pours rhubarb and ginger gin, fires up Murder at the Vicarage. ]
You wish you had my glamorous life.
Finally, the question has been settled.