The Required Amount at the Prescribed Rate (Handcrafted From the Finest Corinthian Leather)
Yuck
Sunday morning, instead of screaming and smashing it with a thick novel, my wife reached down and picked up a large black hairy spider . . . with her hand . . . her explanation: "I thought it was a Lego."
2 comments:
Even your Legos are hairy?
once they sit in the basement long enough . . .
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