
Channeling my inner Donne this morning. Because nothing says Memorial Day like 17th century Londonite poetry. And to all you American Lit snobs out there: No, it’s not a Hemingway reference. FlooferNoofer doesn’t have enough toes for that.
I don’t have a lot of aimless caterwauling in my head right now, so you won’t be getting as large a dose of my digressions. But you have gotten a heaping spoonful of the Floofinator. And that’s pretty awesome.
I think I need a nap.
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