This is the face I make when I listen to my dad talk about certain subjects. Shoo.
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HOW 'BOUT THEM 'EERS!
And hand in hand
on the edge
of the sand,
They danced by the
light of the moon
The moon,
The moon.
They danced by
the light of the moon.
The Owl and the Pussycat
by Edward Lear
on the edge
of the sand,
They danced by the
light of the moon
The moon,
The moon.
They danced by
the light of the moon.
The Owl and the Pussycat
by Edward Lear
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2 comments:
I picture you guys watching fox news in this photo! HAHA!
I have my reading glasses on so we probably weren't watching tv. Carrie was passing gas all evening. I think she probably just let one go.
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