Sunday, June 12, 2005
stalemate
A few nights ago I got in a fight with my mom. We're fine now, but I just have to say that if a fight with my mom were a tennis match, you'd serve the ball and either a watermelon would come back or you'd get a blank stare. Or you'd serve the ball and a ball would come back, but from behind, doinking you on the back of the head.
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FW has gone to the store to get beer for cleaning, so I'm sneaking on here to read your blog. Don't tell him!
I adore you monkey.
Beer FOR cleaning, huh? hmmmm...I'll have to try that.
This is why I avoid fights with Mom and try to be a very good boy. :) Well, on the whole anyway. :}
- Tina's brother
(who hopes Tina doesn't mind his sudden appearance in comments on her blog, come to think of it, but imagines she wouldn't much)
Happy Turkey Day!
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