It's mother's day, we were all sitting down to a nice dinner prepared by my brother. Steaks on the grill, potatoes, corn on the cob, salad, it was all so delish.
My brother's girlfriend stated that there were BOWLS for the salad if we so wished to use them.
MY SON. *bless him* Says, loudly...cause we don't speak quietly...ever. I have TWO BALLS RIGHT HERE and he jiggles his stuff under the table.
Seriously, what is with boys?
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
BOWLS...B O W L S
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