Very sorry to hear about the @NME issuing its last print edition. Love to all the writers there who’ve helped us over the years, and to all of you that picked up a copy. Blessed to have had you in our corner.
one time. during a walk. a piece of a bagel. landed right in front of me. the human thinks. a birb dropped it. but i didn’t see a birb.. every time. we return to that spot. i glance up. with the hopes that. another tasty magic bagel drop. happens to me
gooooob morning. the fancy rain. is still falling.. i consulted. my stuffed fren sebastian. and we determined. that today is for snoozles. and nothing else
the human says. there are two options.. inside or outside. but if they would. elevate their mindset. they would uncover. a third option: stand. in the doorway. and sniff the air
the human. just got home. i have no idea. where they’ve been. but in their absence. they’ll be proud to see. that i took it. upon myself. to redistribute. all the footwear. i could find. throughout the household. because i decided. that was. my duty
Four-word Christmas horror stories:
Going to the shops
There’s nowhere to park
We’re out of cheese
Let’s play a game!
Delivered to a neighbour
The family have arrived
Get out the fridge
End of the sellotape
Decided what you want?
I’ll have a think
Don’t get me anything