Omg, are you me? Exactly in that order.
Wondering if their genre would be screamo or trash-metal.
That was the only clip art available on his wife's Cricut software.
Almost an opossumshop quartet
🎶I put my machete upI'm singing my songThe campers all run away
Movin' my mask like yeahShufflin' my feet like yeah🎶
And it's not even schadenfriday!
You're in Aww, are you lost? Do I need to trap you and hand you over to the rehabbers too?
I'm keeping an eye out for it. We first saw it on our way out to dinner. And I didn't see it when we came back about an hour later. Hopefully mama found it and got it home. It was barely bigger than a softball. I already know of a rehabber collective that I will call if I do see it again.
Yasss! Rebel with me!! I've ripped the tags off all my pillows!
I like to put king size blankets on my queen bed so that there is lots of coverage. The linen police haven't served me a no-knock warrant yet!
Buy a full size flat sheet?
Found it in my pool while I was getting it ready for summer. Rehomed it to the neighbor's pond where it will have lots of turtle friends.
Found him in the skimmer this morning. My hand must feel more cozy than the basket as he chose to take a nap once I picked him up. I carried him across the street to the wildlife refuge marshy area. Be free, little 🐢
BG was sponsoring the Atlanta Olympics that year, and some marketing person thought it would be a fun idea to put our home state on name badges as kind of a US ambassador-like gesture I guess for all the extra visitors the parks expected.
I don't know if we saw an increase in visitors that year. Williamsburg is like a 12 hour drive from Atlanta. But I did have one guy complain to me about the Italian food we sold in the cafeteria, that it was horrid, and his wife was Italian, and she couldn't eat this. Almost 30 years later and I still remember that guy. Why was he remotely expecting decent food at a theme park? I have no idea. And I still have Funiculì, Funiculà running through my head on occasion. Thanks BG.
This came up in the rotation on the tv and it amused me. I tried asking it for a pattern but it was unresponsive 😂
Mom hung a mass produced art print on my bedroom wall when I was about 8. It's of a little girl holding her puppy.
Cute, right?
Thing is, this painting terrified me. And I was raised in the time where you just kind of swallowed any complaints and didn't bother mom or dad with kid foolishness.
Here is a copy of the thing I actually had hanging on my wall. This same frame. Probably came from Service Merchandise or some such.
What in the everloving hell is lurking just over her shoulder?!?! To me it always looked like a skull wearing a hat on the side of his head, like a little old timey jaunty hat a clown would wear.
It's a wonder I got any sleep. I was too afraid to tell mom I hated it. I never considered that I possessed the agency to take it off my wall and hide it at the bottom of the closet.
I think of this cursed painting still.
Did you ever have something in your childhood that unnecessarily scared the bejeezus out of you?
Someone's crotchety.