For some reason, Mark just doesn't seem to be himself today.
He's
been going around the house with this very sheepish expression. The
shear strain of it all is beginning to wear on us both. Trying to
shepherd ourselves through this trying time is difficult because we
don't know if we're being fleeced. Either way, it's pretty baa-a-ad.
Woolly
pull out of this or woolly continue this way indefinitely? Our current
spin on this is that the threads of this mystery wool eventually unravel
and wool discover that this was all an illusion created out of whole
cloth.
At least, that's how the droppings seem to be falling at the moment.
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