I find it suspect...
...that I received not one chicken for Easter. Not a chick, nor a chicken...but one egg, filled with peanut butter cups. I also received a LOT of socks which is only a little less awesome than receiving a LOT of candles.
I drank red wine and had a baby shoved in my arms to see if I was mother material. The jury seemed dismayed and/or self-satisfied. WhatEVER shall I do now?
I would make a splendid mommy to a baby Pomeranian. Of this I am 75% sure. I would buy it a stroller, a bobber, and squeaky toy. I would give it a cool name like Plentiful Canyon or Taco and it would worship the ground I walk two feet above.
I drank red wine and had a baby shoved in my arms to see if I was mother material. The jury seemed dismayed and/or self-satisfied. WhatEVER shall I do now?
I would make a splendid mommy to a baby Pomeranian. Of this I am 75% sure. I would buy it a stroller, a bobber, and squeaky toy. I would give it a cool name like Plentiful Canyon or Taco and it would worship the ground I walk two feet above.
posted by Shiny at 1:34 PM
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