In hell.
Consigned there by YOU!
Writing kills me. IfI write alot of summer my fingers will fall of. THEN Dad won't thinkitsfunny. |
They will fall off. Literally. You don't even know.
They make us proud, they make us weep and sometimes our kids make us scratch our heads. We are showcasing your pride and joys' *special* art work that is not safe for the fridge
Writing kills me. IfI write alot of summer my fingers will fall of. THEN Dad won't thinkitsfunny. |