I think I'm hallucinating.. is this a keyboard I see before me...come let me clutch at theeThree, count them, one, two, three hours sleep last night. I am zombified and will probably delete this post tomorrow.
But for now, if throwing up ever becomes an olympic sport Lily will win gold.
I have had enough and I want to go home now. Scotty, one to beam up.
Lily is okay now, bright as a futon, crunching uncooked spagetti (kids huh) underneath the table. That's viruses for you
3 comments:
Did you mean to describe Lilly as bright as a button? and not a futon?
It's called a malapropism Jethro
That is a cop out.
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