Hello friends,
We escaped the gang of vampires when the sun rose, but not before taking a barrage of fresh lemons to the side of the RV. Boy! were those vamps were sour. We've stopped at a Salinas, CA beach to unwind today and Choral certainly needs it. She hasn't even blinked since last night. I haven't heard her go this long without at least humming a show-tune in... well ever. Most of today she's sat at the tide line just letting the waves crash on her back as Melody played some music fit for a cruise ship. Runny made some witch's party punch, but Choral wouldn't even stir for that.
It wasn't until Gummy joked that we should just cook her up for dinner that Choral moved. She skittered away and hid under the RV kitchen table. Melody was none too please with Gummy's joke. It wasn't very tasteful, I'll admit. At least Choral is humming again. B-52's Rock Lobster, from the sound of it.
Your friend,
Felipe Femur
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