Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Disgraces

Ooh ~ an apple! ...
... Doh. Don't tell me you've never gone out in public with TP stuck to your pants!
Besides, only a sophisticated ham would know how to use toilet paper in the first place. A static-sponsored disgrace!
Oh, and now you've done it.
I am NOT Oolong. A horticultural disgrace!
I DRINK your cucumber milkshake!!
I drink it up!!!
Mahter always says I look like a prairie dog. A mistaken-identity disgrace.
And now I plot my revenge.

Sunday, January 30, 2011

Thursday, September 23, 2010

I am one year old!

Why hello there. I see you have caught me about to have a celebratory feast.
I think these owls are after my food.
Wait a minute... who's there?
Maggie?
Oh no sir, I am just the third owl. I am not eating your meal.
Okay, on three, race you guys for the nummy nummy.
1...
2...
2 and a half...
*Wink*
I love sweet corn!
How about another birthday tomorrow?

First birthday (09.23.10)