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October 29, 2012


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Cactus Petunia

Out of the mouths of babes...too often comes spaghetti. And that just made me snort wine out of my nose. (Shhh...don't tell the Queen)


No, you are quite normal, MPM. It is Yours Truly who needs the elp. Or maybe earplugs. Also, a fire hose.


Thats what the Queen told me anyway, Beej.

Mental P Mama

I think the fork sounds would do me in. And the actual chewing noises. And the slurping. I may need help.


Wait. Sucking the noodles up like spaghetti is BAD?

Oh, dear.

Bob Cleveland

To my knowledge, the only Sunday dinners that've ever been served cease & desist orders....


Clearly, Daryl. Theyre funny AND gross.


Now THAT I would like to see, boB. Or, hear.


these are clearly BillyBob's kids ...

Bob Cleveland

Ol' Harry would run outta ammo at our Sunday dinners....

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