Wook's only means of eating eggs are when they're prepared to a hard scramble.
So what does he do when I decided to take a few and hard boil them for snack time?
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wtf. pretty good artistry though.
ReplyDeleteOHHHHH---there's so cute........set them free Ashley, please....and going back to your question about surviving a northeaster'. I have a suggestion. MOVE TO THE WEST COAST. we don't have those out here.haha MISS YOU
ReplyDeleteThe Sheriff says.... I second that. Move to a safer place.... SoCal. The land of earthquakes and uncontrolable brush fires.
ReplyDeleteThis is nearly an entire year later - but for some reason I re-visited this post and still laughed my ass off.
ReplyDeleteThen, I read the Sheriff's comment. Laughed some more.
I needed that.
Miss you.