AP Photo/Paul Sancya
so that makes three. Small comfort?
*It's a baby, not a trophy. Nor is it made of fire there, Cin. You can stop holding it like it's going to wrinkle your dress. But again, I repeat: Put. The Baby. Away. Jackass.
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Thursday, September 04, 2008
*this day.
is kicking my ass. My apologies—there will be no post today. They say bad things happen in threes, and I just saw this:
AP Photo/Paul Sancya
so that makes three. Small comfort?
*It's a baby, not a trophy. Nor is it made of fire there, Cin. You can stop holding it like it's going to wrinkle your dress. But again, I repeat: Put. The Baby. Away. Jackass.
AP Photo/Paul Sancya
so that makes three. Small comfort?
*It's a baby, not a trophy. Nor is it made of fire there, Cin. You can stop holding it like it's going to wrinkle your dress. But again, I repeat: Put. The Baby. Away. Jackass.
4 comments:
at: 3:40 PM said...
GET A BABYSITTER!
at: 3:48 PM said...
What are the other two things?
at: 3:33 PM said...
anonymous: global warming and gas prices.
oh, you don't buy that? well, i have to retain some mystery. and this, too, shall pass.
at: 3:34 PM said...
anonymous #1: man, this is getting confusing. LEAVE YOUR NAMES!
sorry for the yelling.
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