Since the only joy I've had this week was hearing Henry ask the cafe waitress if she knew the Spider Pig song I'm not going to write about it (my week that is). I am going to say that I'd love to run away to a deserted island that has a refrigerator stocked full of tequila, lemons and sea salt.
Anyone want to join me?
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I'm right behind you.
"spider pig, spider pig, does whatever a spider pig does...."
The local pub here has just gotten two daiquiri machines so they are taste testing a range of alcoholic slushies - why don't you come and be a professional sampler! Then you don't have to worry about sunburn.
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