Foough, a foough…foough.

 

Foo? Foo? Foo?

Here we are on another biking adventure. Marti is recovering while hydrating. Gotta stay hydrated.

She loves standing with her arm(s) behind her back à la Martimer the Despot.

It’s the most amazing thing ever…did you see the size of that chicken?!?!?!?! She sure does love an adventure.

Not nearly as much as she loves food. A typical day in the life of Marti the Muncherator consists of countless requests for food. Foo? Foo? Foo? Foo? Foo?

Foo? Foo? Foo? Foo? Foo?

Fucking relentless…Foo? Foo? Foo? Foo? Foo?

Here is our chariot in all of its glory. Pretty slick. Pretty cool. Pretty bad ass.

She’s such a bad ass.

Foo?
When we get home.
Foo?
You have some corn chips right there.
Foo?
Ugh…ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh.
Foo?

 

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