Archive for March, 2010
“That’s like giving someone caviar and telling them it’s eggs!”
I don't know why I thought this morning, before school, when her homework was not completed, (because Mommy (me) took us for mani pedi's right after school yesterday instead of
The Hair of the Dog that Bit You
The hand what feeds him. That's the one he bit. And both arms.
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I know my dog. I know I should not have had him in
