Thursday, February 08, 2007

The pleasure is all yours ...



Oh that look.

POSSIBLE TRANSLATIONS:
My mother is an alien from the planet ash-olio.

She obviously has me confused for the child that was separated at birth.

When she's gone I'm getting rid of all these infernal photographs ...

One by one, I will burn them in the sink.

And I don't care what she says, I will never spit out the toothpaste ...

Or finish my meal ...

Or wash my hair ...

Or sleep through the night.

NOT EVER.

2 comments:

wordgirl said...

That sounds like a promise AND a threat.

BlogWhore said...

OR i think i just went poo alittle in my pants.