Boo is in the kitchen playing in the sink singing ‘500 miles’ All together now… da di dada DA DI DADA!
Now he is shouting ‘Elvis has left the building!’ While making a sandwich.
Real Estate just called and asked if the diswasher was in yet. I laughed so hard I think I punctured my spleen.
Kinda sick of not having a dishwasher. Well technically MPS is sick of doing dishes. FOUR MONTHS MOTHERFUCKERS!
I posted over at Craftastrophe and it wasn’t about vaginas. *insert tiny url thingymahboobie here*
Well technically it wasn’t, but vaginas were inferred. Cause I cannot help myself.
I love listening to my kid talking to himself in the kitchen. Now he is talking about prison jumpsuits.
While making microwave popcorn.
Do they have microwaves in prison? Or popcorn? Cause I would be pretty fucking pissed if they did.
I wasn’t allowed to have microwave popcorn as a child. I think that is fairly obvious.
I had a sandwich for lunch. I KNOW! Groundbreaking.
OMG Boo is playing Power Thirst Ad’s. Awesomeness.
Um. Maybe it is not such a good idea for Boo to be watching that.
You’ll be so fast, mother nature will be like, “Sloooooowwww dooowwwwnn.” And you’ll be like, “Fuck you!” and kick her in the face with your energy legs.
OK, I am done.