I figure by the time she gets back, me and the boys will have turned feral and might be looking something like this:
Apologies in advance if my blog posts start to sound like an unintelligible series of grunts. Well, more so than usual.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Boys gone wild
I dropped Mrs. Pool Bar and her friend off at the airport this morning for their flight to Europe. Yup, she's taking a two-week vacation and leaving me and the boys to fend for ourselves for the next two weeks.
I figure by the time she gets back, me and the boys will have turned feral and might be looking something like this:
Apologies in advance if my blog posts start to sound like an unintelligible series of grunts. Well, more so than usual.
I figure by the time she gets back, me and the boys will have turned feral and might be looking something like this:
Apologies in advance if my blog posts start to sound like an unintelligible series of grunts. Well, more so than usual.
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Vacuum 1 room right before she comes home and you will be the King, my friend.
I think she'll be happy if the house is still standing and we're not sacrificing the household pets to the gods when she gets home.
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