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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)

foolery

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

foolery

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.

Bejewell

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....

foolery

Clearly, Daryl. Theyre funny AND gross.

foolery

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

Daryl

these are clearly BillyBob's kids ...

Bob Cleveland

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

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