Serena
<font color=navy>Not afraid of canned biscuits<br>
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Why did you paint the dog? After painting easter eggs, the dog was next.
How about, if you fall out of that tree and get hurt, I'm going to kill you.
Or, if you don't go to sleep, I'm going to hit you upside the head with a frying pan.
Or, if you do that one more time, I'm going to take you outback and give you ten lashes with a wet noodle.
The usual response is laughing at me.
How about, if you fall out of that tree and get hurt, I'm going to kill you.
Or, if you don't go to sleep, I'm going to hit you upside the head with a frying pan.
Or, if you do that one more time, I'm going to take you outback and give you ten lashes with a wet noodle.
The usual response is laughing at me.




I can't wait for the day when he can do more than just stare at me like he's intensely confused. He wrinkles his forehead up and just kind of gets this very, very confused look on his face. To which I usually say..."What? Am I that ugly that you can't tell your own mother from a magotty, rotting wildebeast?"
Of course you, silly. 

