Jello-wrestle-mania? Used to be called something else. I can't remember the name...
Yes, you said that, didn't you. Sorry
I'm not sure. Something about Snoop and Tigr and marshmellows.
Oh.
Um...remember how I said I was free that night? Well, um...see, there is this thing I have to do, at this place, and, well, um...something suddenly came up. Yeah. We'll go with that
They are like blood hounds! There is no hiding.
Awwwww, I'm sorry. Not even in your car, or at work, or anything? The older ones especially are probably very good at ferreting that stuff out. It's your own fault, you know, for having such smart boys
Alric has bats in the attic. ~Larisa