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I’ve lost my frikkin’ mind.  Sometime during the last 3 weeks I’ve become completely bent.  I’ve gone stark ravin’ bonkers.   Ya know, in a post of a few days ago, I talked about attacking my enemies.  But when I’m really wired, I’ll attack my friends. 

In humor, of course, but I will ATTACK!!  Nobody….and I mean nobody is safe.   There’s a pie out there with your name on it.   *SPLORT!*  

I’ve already went after MaryAnne with a few well-aimed pastries.  She lobs them right back.  Which entertains me, of course, and I cheerfully up the ante. 

When I get in these wild-ass moods, I’m like a cat watching a piece of fuzz drift slowly across the floor.  I might stare at it without moving for the better part of the day.   Biding my time. Waiting for the right moment.  And then suddenly, I pounce!  Insanely, I will attack anything that moves!  

And so I wait, for something out there to give the least twitch…..