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Cruising my small town’s Facebook page today, I discovered an invitation.
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I wonder if adults are allowed?
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I do love a good goat encounter.
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We’ve had a lot of mushrooms lately, but never one with dead tribble hair.
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Teachers. They educate our children and at times, take on the role of surrogate parents.
Scooping poop should not be part of their job description.
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Miniaturized weaponry?
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Sure, what could go wrong. And advertised for use in school? Even better… though something tells me the teachers Union might not be on board.
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Chin fat? Even if I had it, I doubt I’d be wearing this chamber of horrors device. Why does that woman look happy wearing what amounts to a facial fireplace….
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Good grief. I get enough animal bites from an annoyed Lord Dudley Mountcatten, I don’t need ear nibbling Tyrannosauruses.
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The husband came home with yet another one of those free newspapers he picks up at the store every time he sees them. He really can’t help himself. But instead of the usual meaningless drivel, this publication had a few interesting factoids.
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A 15 inch flake? That’s almost as wide as Paris Hilton.
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We have Winnie to thank for OMG? Who knew.
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Well, alright then.
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I have no explanation for that whatsoever.
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And now my mind is truly blown.
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Because there is light at the end of the Covid tunnel.
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Valuable lessons, all.
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Talk about being ahead of the trend.
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We still can’t find a kegerator…. so I’m not doubting this at all.
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I’m not afraid of my oven, but the self cleaning thing is a little intimidating.
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Yes.
Yes, please.
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River's world..... 