I’ve been looking at a lot of historical nautical maps lately. What maps lacked in accuracy 500 years ago, they sure made up for with extravagant design. I’d be pretty thrilled if this guy showed up on my GPS.
Sadly, it’s pretty clear that “solitudes” has a double meaning here.
I don’t think this is what she meant by “Calgon, take me away!”
Actually, he said you guys were more like acquaintances. Just sayin’.
DY-NO-MITE! Actual mites, I mean.
You mean cats can saw wood and build things while mine have been eating and sleeping all day? Freaking freeloaders.
Speaking of cats…
That new fertilizer did wonders for the harvest.
Ugh. One of those evenings.
This requires careful planning.
I stared at this for like five minutes in a futile attempt to decide which one is creepier.