Save Me Uncle Ricky

Dear Diary,
The authorities rounded me up and off we go for the tortuous walk on the damn rope thingy. As we are walking down the highway (highway to hell I say) I hear the most glorious sound. The sound of my Uncle Ricky’s truck. I stop and turn around and go towards the sound but the authorities has other ideals. We walk. Next time Uncle Ricky will need to save me.
All that talk yesterday about fresh air, vitamin D, svelte figure and new places to sniff. It’s for the birds. I just like to nap!!! Speaking of I feel a nap coming on now.
Later Peeps!!!
Love Mad Max ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ’ค๐Ÿ’ค๐Ÿ’ค



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