I know what you're thinking. You think you know my life. But you don't know me.
Now I will sing "Feliz Navidad" for the Stocks family....
They liked it. Well, the dog did not like it. But the dog is a philistine.
And frankly, I don't care for the dog.
Give me the spoon, kid. It's not fair for you to have both a spoon and fork. How will we duel if you have both the weapons?
There. That's better. Now we can fight fairly. A spoon/fork duel. Mano a mano.
Ha! Do you see how easily I spoon your guts? Your toddler reflexes are no match for my spoon. You can't repel my spoon's advances! Parry! Thrust!
Why are you crying? Why is everyone mad at me?
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
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