October 23, 2012 @ 2:46 pm | Filed under: These People Crack Me Up
The girls told me they’d seen a dead opossum on their walk.
“It was so sad, Mom. Just lying there.”
“So we named it Commander O’Possum. He was Irish, you see.”
Assorted Friday notes
I Guess I’ll Have to Wait for the Meaning of Life to Be Revealed Another Time
I think he means “with affection”
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