Wordless Wednesday is not amused, but I’m still giggling.
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Wordless Wednesday is not amused, but I’m still giggling.
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She went online and copied this photo.
The Billy Joel-loving Big Puppy turned 23 recently, so Mooch took it upon herself to make him a card that was much more suitable than anything those amateurs at Hallmark were hawking.
The details kill me: the forelock and eyelids, in particular.
Glossary:
lahg = laugh
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I have a column up on Funny not Slutty today about the show I love to hate: American Idol. Hollywood Week got so crazy, it went to Vegas. And what happens in Vegas, well, I know how the saying’s supposed to go, but American Idol is such a fame whore that I’m sure it won’t mind if I dredge up the gory details.
To wash out our brains, I bring you another book report by Moochie. This one’s on Skippyjohn Jones and the Big Bones. If you aren’t acquainted with Skippyjohn, he’s a Siamese cat who thinks he’s a chihuahua who thinks he’s a superhero.
This book is about Skippyjon Jones haveing a dinsor advencher but it’s really his imagonashin. First Skippyjon Jones stole a copel bones to cover someting. After that he went in his clothet. Slame! went the door. Last He had an advencher with his chu wow wow friends. Finelly he was done with his advenchur. My favorite part was when Skippyjon Jones barked, “RRRRRRRRRRRRRRuffffffff!” to the big bone t-rex.
Glossary:
dinsor = dinosaur
copel = couple (of)
clothet = closet (kid’s got a lisp; what can I say?)
Slame! = Slam!
chu wow wow = chihuahua
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