Didja notice the big shadow in the second picture? I just thought it was coincidental that it looked like a giant hummingbird sucking Jasper's crotch. But it wasn't coincidence at all.
Speaking of that Shamalayan dingbat... the current ad for "Lady in the Water" or whatever that new movie coming out makes me want to find the whispering child for that promo and kill it. Kill it dead, man!
Hey, watch it you! That kid is my niece. or, uh...nephew? I actually haven't sen the ad yet.
I see it's only the children in your own family you feel the protective mothering instinct for. Which leads me to believe you are one of the following...
1.) A friend of Ron's, who saw him fall at a flea market, yet did nothing to help him up or...
2.) You didn't get enough breastfeeding as a child.
In the end, does anyone ever truly feel they got enough breastfeeding as a child?
Or is that just an attempt at a cover story? Can't figure out any cover for the other focal point tho. Unless it has to do with .....no, that will not work at all.
with what??? huh??? where were you going with that, mr. e. (p.s. happy birthday, hon--everybody wish my dear mr.e a happy birthday. go on now...be nice...)
Anyway, I'm sorry for not posting--I'm not home and can't upload pics where I'm at.
Just thought I should let you know that Zoey died yesterday--she was 14. Dylan was with her--he's absolutely devastated by it. We all are. It hasn't been a good time, these last 24 hours...not good at all.
I'll be home tomorrow--we'll talk more then. be well...I love you guys.
Oh, sorry to hear about Zoey, I think I met and played quickdraw fetch with that one, he was sweet. I know that's hard, especially at Dylan's age. The dog had a really good life though, fourteen is pretty good, and it wasn't spent alone.
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"I am the Fiah-stahtah!" Lovely photos, Brandon!
Ah yes, the only family in Wheaton to still practice the druid ritual of lighting candles and then walking around in Budgie poop.
That high-pitched tweet you hear is your prayers being answered, and to let you know we need a new bird.
Didja notice the big shadow in the second picture? I just thought it was coincidental that it looked like a giant hummingbird sucking Jasper's crotch. But it wasn't coincidence at all.
This is me being speechless.
Sounds and looks like an M. Night Shyamalan movie or something.
OMG, it DOES!!
"Jasper honey, why did you burn down the apartment?"
"The walls were laughing at me mom."
Speaking of that Shamalayan dingbat... the current ad for "Lady in the Water" or whatever that new movie coming out makes me want to find the whispering child for that promo and kill it.
Kill it dead, man!
Stupid pseudo-creepout whispering brat...
Hey, watch it you! That kid is my niece. or, uh...nephew? I actually haven't sen the ad yet.
I see it's only the children in your own family you feel the protective mothering instinct for. Which leads me to believe you are one of the following...
1.) A friend of Ron's, who saw him fall at a flea market, yet did nothing to help him up or...
2.) You didn't get enough breastfeeding as a child.
Who hurt you Lorelei?
A big-breasted bully at a flea market hurt me by not sharing. So phhhht.
In the end, does anyone ever truly feel they got enough breastfeeding as a child?
Or is that just an attempt at a cover story? Can't figure out any cover for the other focal point tho. Unless it has to do with .....no, that will not work at all.
with what??? huh??? where were you going with that, mr. e. (p.s. happy birthday, hon--everybody wish my dear mr.e a happy birthday. go on now...be nice...)
Anyway, I'm sorry for not posting--I'm not home and can't upload pics where I'm at.
Just thought I should let you know that Zoey died yesterday--she was 14. Dylan was with her--he's absolutely devastated by it. We all are. It hasn't been a good time, these last 24 hours...not good at all.
I'll be home tomorrow--we'll talk more then.
be well...I love you guys.
Oh, sorry to hear about Zoey, I think I met and played quickdraw fetch with that one, he was sweet. I know that's hard, especially at Dylan's age. The dog had a really good life though, fourteen is pretty good, and it wasn't spent alone.
How did sweet-talkin' spend his fourth?
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