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Last night I went to a reinstated Scarborough tradition, the Naughty Clown Party, which has nothing to do with ICP. Fool Hearty had an performance at their stage, filled with subject matter that they normally can't use, being a family-friendly act and all that. They also opened the stage up to people who wanted to play with fire (a special treat, since otherwise Scarby bans fire) or tell raunchy jokes. One of the audience favorites was one that I'd already heard before, only with George and Laura Bush instead.

Why is it that when rennies are having sex, the girl is on top? Because rennie boys can only fuck up.

*grin* That got thunderous applause.

The kittens are ready to go home, and their feral daddy can't wait until mama cat goes back into heat. He hasn't left Valhalla for three days. Hopefully I'll be able to trap him and then take him in to get neutered at the same time mama cat gets spayed.

This morning I saw a beautiful light green moth that was about the size of my hand.