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Friday, April 20, 2007
When Babies Attack
Aidan and I were playing a game. He hit the coffee table three times. I hit the coffee table three times. He hit the futon three times. I hit the futon three times. He hit me three times. I hit me three times--
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Play the same game, but this time you both have hammers!!
ReplyDelete10 times the fun!!
Ya know, dude. It would appear you're not as smart as I thought.
ReplyDeleteI forsee a full ride to Mizzou in Aidan's future.
Cheers.
Play the same game, but this time you both have hammers!!
ReplyDeleteYa know, dude. It would appear you're not as smart as I thought.
I guess I left myself wide open for this. That doesn't mean I won't make you both pay!