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.”
With All Those Cages to Clean, She’ll NEED a Drink
Those Stubborn Bunnies
Enter the Thicklebit
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