the bull finds several post-revelry surprises;

[inachinashop]

There's a lot of messes in the Pentamerone today.

George, I think you might have to throw some of your potted plants out.

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[giftapfel]

I'll be in tomorrow to clean, hun.

[inachinashop]

I don't know if you want to clean up these messes, Edie.

[giftapfel]

[inachinashop]

Messes from too many beers, I think.

[getoffmybridge]

Ew.

[naturewill]

They puke in our plants, John?

[inachinashop]

Yes sir.

[bramblesgaveway]

Oh, John.

[inachinashop]

It smells really bad.

[a doodled sad face]

[bramblesgaveway]

[neigh_sayer]

Oh my. Poor John.