Sunday, March 27, 2011

That's Not a Pickle


If you're just joining us, you may not know that I am a terrible, terrible cat mother because I let Vinny play with things like this:

I don't suppose I ought to have been surprised then when I walked through my kitchen this evening and spied something very oddly green and fuzzy lying on the floor and discovered a stray penis sans frog.

Who knows where the frog's gone off to.

So I picked it up off the floor, carried it into Lex, and said, "Did you lose something?"

WAA HAA HAA...erm...hmmmm.

He was not amused.

It's a wonder this man could love me...even a little bit.

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