The Joy Of The Sense Of Smell... Or Not.
I smell like how a wet dog smells after chasing a ball into a lagoon, running circles around a skunk and then rolling into a pile of dirt.
I think I should go shower.
Stop by and have a laugh from Manic Mom's Mental Myriads on Motherhood, and some other stuff too, but mostly motherhood, wifehood, thoughts on writing, etc. No politics will be discussed here or geography, and I will not be solving any mathematical equations. Just some BS on whatever I feel like blogging on...
3 Comments:
i can smell you from here
whoa. That was quite a description. I really hope you take two showers!!!
Dumb Zebras Eat Up Wrong Naked Gooses.
What The?!?
j holden-you wish
kelly-one did the trick!
Zebra Babies Pee Precious Drips.
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