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The Great Peep Connection


They spoke to me.

Yesterday, when I stopped at the gas station to pick up a few things, I saw them.

Staring at me from atop the counter.

Begging me to take them home.

Pleading with me really.

‘Please take us home…rescue us from this gas station.’

I swear they really said that.

So, of course, you know me…I have to help everyone and everything.

And so, they came home with me.

And this morning, there were only 4 left.

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Patty O

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  1. Oh, gosh! 😀 😀 😀


    February 14, 2014

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