March 07, 2015, 06:36 PM
The body disappeared, and the little potato whimpered. He didn't have to wait long before his father was transporting him through space and plopping him down next to his brother. This time, however, big ol' daddy-o stuck his muzzle between them, and the sandy boy. As was his usual reaction to such stimuli, the potato whacked his father with a paw, teeny tiny claws outstretched as he did so.
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There are foxes on my sockses - by Peregrine Redhawk - February 23, 2015, 11:27 AM
RE: There are foxes on my sockses - by RIP Derp - February 23, 2015, 12:01 PM
RE: There are foxes on my sockses - by Peregrine Redhawk - February 24, 2015, 09:46 AM
RE: There are foxes on my sockses - by Nightjar - February 24, 2015, 11:22 AM
RE: There are foxes on my sockses - by RIP Derp - February 27, 2015, 12:49 PM
RE: There are foxes on my sockses - by Peregrine Redhawk - February 27, 2015, 06:01 PM
RE: There are foxes on my sockses - by Nightjar - March 01, 2015, 02:47 PM
RE: There are foxes on my sockses - by RIP Derp - March 07, 2015, 06:36 PM
RE: There are foxes on my sockses - by Peregrine Redhawk - March 08, 2015, 11:45 AM
RE: There are foxes on my sockses - by Nightjar - March 08, 2015, 03:53 PM
RE: There are foxes on my sockses - by RIP Derp - March 23, 2015, 12:59 PM
RE: There are foxes on my sockses - by Peregrine Redhawk - March 25, 2015, 12:08 PM