Rhiannon is riding for a fall and how. She thinks she’s a bit cool. She thinks she’s more than a bit cool. She thinks she is not just the bee’s knees but also its head, thorax, and abdomen.
Edit: OK, this post was unnecessary. Here are the pertinent facts:
- Rhiannon was annoying me.
- So I was very rude about her to a bunch of strangers, ie. you.
- And I’m a control freak.
- Now the post is removed.
- And this is my second dog-related title in six days, though now the content of the post is gone it’s possible it makes minimal sense.
- Check out the tags if you missed it. They tell an entire story on their own.
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