Dad made steak. And made me sit and eat with him. I love him to death, but he doesn’t seem to quite grasp the idea that I really do need to sit here for long periods of time and that just a fifteen to twenty minute break to eat dinner could kill me. HA! Doesn’t he KNOW I have a story to write?! No, no he doesn’t. At least the food was good? (= No, it was. (;
In the meantime, go play with Yoshi. He’s doing movie quotes at hello! Yoshi. You know you want to play with Yoshi. C’mon now. He’s all about the boobies! (;
hahahha boobies! woohoo!
Hi there Pandora! I’m up so I thought I would come in here, and leave you this comment!! Cheers, and have fun!!