Robert's House of Hamsters

Somewhere between Sacramento, the Oregon border and that tingly feeling in your toes.

2.25.2006

I was an evil child...

"Mom, Dad, how come every time I get in trouble around Dad 'I'm just like my mother' and every time I get in trouble around Mom 'I'm just like my father'?"

(I don't know if I did the punctuation right at the end of that sentence, and frankly, grammar stops between midnight and 6 a.m. Like liquor sales between 2 a.m. and 6 a.m.)

0 Comments:

Post a Comment

<< Home