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Let’s Play.

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Warning:

This might be a little off color for some. ( But damn, I laughed!)

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See?

Off color.

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Admit it. You pictured one too….

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And who can blame her?

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Wow, indeed.

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My male readers are cringing right now.

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I tend to agree. That was an award worthy entry.

And because you know I have to, here are my contributions:

The Wizard of Foreskin. ( Bet Dorothy didn’t see that coming )

The Best Years of Our Foreskin. ( Is there an expiration date? )

Star Wars Episode V – The Foreskin Strikes Back. ( When your light saber is on the fritz )

Snow White and the Seven Foreskins. ( Now there’s a mental image no one needs )

(With apologies to Jimmy Stewart) It’s a Wonderful Foreskin.

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Foreskin. ( I’m doubting they see much sunshine )

No Country for Old Foreskin ( We are a youth based society )

All the President’s Foreskin ( I refuse to comment on that one! )

Night of the Living Foreskin ( Nice to see some zombie parts are still operational )

Rebel Without a Foreskin ( Sorry James )

Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Foreskin ( Golden ticket my ass )

I’m afraid to say I could go on like that forever. It’s addicting.

But it’s your turn. Please add to the list.

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Let’s play.

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Interesting. The 6th picture on my phone takes us back to July of 2013 when the husband rescued a baby robin from the middle of our road.

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He lived with us for almost a month and we named him Little Cheeper. As you can see he was also a little pooper.

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He was a sweet little guy and I fattened him up with worms, canned dogged food and fruit. I hand trained him, and before long he was flying all over the house.

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It was tempting to keep him as a pet…

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But in the end I couldn’t, and we let him fly free in our backyard.

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But back to the game…

Little Cheeper killing me?

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Nah, I’m not buying it.

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Let’s play.

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You know I’m never going to run out of these … right?

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Let’s see what my phone thinks I am.

I’m a little bit disturbing.

Well, I can’t argue with that.

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I’m a good bit too short.

At barely 5’4, I can’t argue with that either.

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I’m a little guy in the backyard.

Now it’s confusing me with the woodchucks so I’ll quit while I’m ahead.

What does your phone think you are…?

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Let’s play… a two-fer.

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No, I haven’t run out of these yet.

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Hmm… Black Haddock has possibilities.

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And it’s better than yesterday’s… Blue HoHo.

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That’s easy….

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I know it’s a staple of childhood sandwiches and a good source of protein as an adult, but I completely despise the stuff. The mere smell of it makes me nauseated. I don’t care if you cover it in chocolate… I’m not eating it.

Nope.

Uh uh.

Never.

And if my husband comes at me with that nasty nut breath? I’m not kissing him either.

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