Showing posts with label Aunts Aren't Gentlemen. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Aunts Aren't Gentlemen. Show all posts
#140
The Aunt to whom I alluded was my good and deserving Aunt Dahlia, not to be confused with my Aunt Agatha who eats broken bottles and is strongly suspected of turning into a werewolf at the time of the full moon.
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