I have three beautiful sons that are lucky enough to look like their Mother. I spend all of my time with those little bastards.
I'm rated 18th in the World for Competitive Eating. It makes my Mom nervous, she thought I was going to be a Doctor.
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
ug. (haiku)
sore throat, stuffy head sheets tucked, pillows stacked, lights out stuffed bear, goodnight moon
chicken soup!
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