Oops, too late. Sorry.
She was somebody’s cute little baby once.
Reminds me of when Bill and Shrillary were in a cigar store, and after arriving at the checkout the clerk asked if he wanted a bag. He motioned to Shrillary and said, “Nah, I’m good.”
A favorite bit from Young Frankenstein: “Igor, would you get the bags?”
“Soitenly, you get the blonde and I’ll get the one with the toiban.”
My FAVORITE line from that movie, and written with such accurate phonetic spelling!
I’m not ready.
Nobody is. They made it up.
Ain’t seen teefus like that since I used to shove carrots through the fence at the petting zoo….
Dad used to say “she could eat corn on the cob through a picket fence”. She is rather unfortunate in the “mulish” sense, yes.
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A Fellow Texan Who Loves German Shepherds, Like Me
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