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Wednesday, June 01, 2011Mikalogue of romanceGinger: Come into the garden, Mika... Mika: Oi! Who you? Ginger: From the fencetops I sing my love. Come and play wif me. Mika: OI! You in Mika's garden! Pissoff! Ginger: Mika be mine, come play wif me, You are all a kitty could dream, Your fur is as golden as chicken skin, Your fur is as white as cream... Mika: PISSOFF!!! This is Mika's garden! Ginger: Mika my love? Mika: Gonna punch you, tresspasser! Ginger: Let me stare into your tuna-gold eyes... Mika: Yeah, gonna stare you down, chump. Ginger: Such is the beauty, I sigh among the grass. Mika: PISSOFFFFFF! Ginger: Agh! Mika: And STAY out! Ginger: The course of true love never did run unbashed. I shall return, beloved...
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What Ginger needs is a quest to share with Mika. I propose they join forces to rid my back garden of the Grackle Menace, especially since my two rat terriers aren't achieving this goal.
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