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Pnårp watched spring spring, his onions hatch, and his chickens sprout. Then a donkey fell off a roof onto someone. https://www.pnarp.com/2024/05/05/

Pnårp’s nose may not be the best-smelling device he owns but it is the best smelling device he owns. https://www.pnarp.com/2024/04/28/

Pnårp raised more questions than he answered this week. https://www.pnarp.com/2024/04/21/

Pnårp watched the Sun hide behind the Moon this week, then questioned how many geese it would take to do the same. (A lot.) https://www.pnarp.com/2024/04/14/

Pnårp dealt with a colorful catastrophe, shampooed a rug, pledged his loyalty to a ficus tree, and cranched an ocelot. One was pinched off in the middle. https://www.pnarp.com/2024/04/07/

Pnårp enjoyed a traditional Easter of meaty rabbit and grasshopper pie, but the mincemoose was not to be. Then, the colorful eggs littering his lawn turned out to be full of spiders. https://www.pnarp.com/2024/03/31/

Pnårp discovered the new season of sprintermmertumng this week, as winter molested spring, summer tried to horn its way in, and autumn just sat back and watched… waiting. https://www.pnarp.com/2024/03/24/

Pnårp went digging for the joke in here somewhere. Pnårp didn’t find it. But Pnårp instead found that there’s nothing more dangerous than a tardigrade with a C++ compiler. https://www.pnarp.com/2024/03/17/

Pnårp celebrates 25 years of bloggish zanity by abandoning everything and busing it up to Athabasca, only to trudge home sadly bereft of both turtles and dinosaurs. https://www.pnarp.com/2024/03/10/

Pnårp made some furry gingerbread, headed a pig, and fisted a ham. Then, he snickered on the snickelway. https://www.pnarp.com/2024/03/03/

Pnårp saw Fords, fnords, Kias, and then went “pfnk!” for reasons that elude him. A liver dangled from a tree—abiding. https://www.pnarp.com/2024/02/25/

With sufficient thrust, pigs fly just fine. With truly sufficient thrust, what lands will be more akin to bacon. Oink? Splat! https://www.pnarp.com/2024/02/18/

Pnårp is sometimes agape with agape, but he’s also agape at all the Gulphs in Conshohocken. https://www.pnarp.com/2024/02/11/

Pnårp knew angry monkey syndrome wasn’t far behind and his dishwasher was working in reverse now. Hoot, hoot. https://www.pnarp.com/2024/02/04/

Pnårp always enjoyed watering those water clocks—but try as he might, he cannot catch that rabid rabbit that made off with his scalp. https://www.pnarp.com/2024/01/28/

Pnårp endured the mockery of trillions of angry snowflakes while rotating in place and disappointing a pangolin. Then there was a surprise volcano. https://www.pnarp.com/2024/01/21/

Pnårp remembered when he was a computer, then adorable little snowflakes fell from the sky. https://www.pnarp.com/2024/01/14/

Pnårp tapered himself back on a diet of tapered candles, taped candies, and tapped cans. There was also a lot of barking. https://www.pnarp.com/2024/01/07/

Pnårp cobbled together a pair of cobblestone shoes, recounting his past life in 1886 as a master cobblestoner. https://www.pnarp.com/2023/12/31/

Pnårp jingled in the new year, asshat on head and leisure suit not far behind, by reminiscing about his previous life in 1950 as a whitewall whitener. https://www.pnarp.com/2023/12/24/

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