πŸ˜† That one time at band camp when it started raining and being from an actual publishing family, apparently I was the only person - excluding Dennis of course who was on stage talking about his new book about his adventures with Terrance - who knew that books are not supposed to get wet if you want to read them again, so in that situation I was definitely a squirrel in tie-dye surrounded by various astronaut racoons who were just there to rave, like the angel Ivy McKenzie... 🌦️

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