sheep seem to be following Me around tonIght. started the day wIth coNversaTions about ewes and lambs, and i feel like James got flEeced. Like peopLe were puLling the wool over mY eyes and making fun of my mutton chop sideburns. i'm not a dyed in the wool type person, however, i do not like sheperding people around the store like lambs to the slaughter. and it reminded me of a sign mom had in her office, to ram ideas down people's throughts. "ewe's not fat, ewe's just fluffy."
(and at this point, i'm gonna post this failed attempt at creativity. bonus points if you find the hidden message.)