Tag Archives: Boots

Hungry Like the Wolf

So, you received an invitation in the mail.  You opened it up and a very small frog leaped from the envelope, hippity-hopped up the length of your arm, perched on your shoulder, adjusted his monocle, cleared his throat, and delivered … Continue reading

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These Boots Were Made for Walking

I know this is a super cheesy and melodramatic thing to say.  But.  My least favorite thing in the whole world is watching romance die. I’m not talking about losing love.  The love is still there, which is why the … Continue reading

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