google "things to do"
in southern pines,
& you will find...
she runs a bookstore & sells homemade fudge in the front;
he created a warren of display cases in the basement & back
that house an extensive taxidermy collection, a gazillion old tools,
and the occasionally confusing reference to evolution
that may or may not be related to either of his collections.
timeline in question
the possible cause
bad habits
more bad habits
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| nothing to see here...move along |
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| the answer to...what do a canary, pieces of the berlin wall, and the largest folding pocket knife in existence have in common? |
taxidermy heaven (or hell)
it just went on & on & on
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| John Wayne alter |
pitchforks overhead
count them: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven
oh, my!
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| um, or maybe because of ? |
for all the cans i've loved before
here, there, everywhere!
more & more
caution: barbwire ceiling up ahead
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| the obituary of Mrs. Virginia Moss |
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| extinction...call for help |
moon landing
oddly enough, he does appear to believe in the moon landing
but i could be confused
morbid-er than the rest
true confessions
for me, this did not top the Hair Museum in Independence, Missouri -
however, it was exceptionally fascinating, nonetheless.
we bought fudge from his wife,
and it was delicious.
