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May. 26th, 2008 11:24 pmCalvin, at the dinner table, to Rose, context forgotten: "It's ok Rosie, I trust you!"
Rose: "DON'T trust me! [nom nom nom the cauliflower nom nom]. I'm baaaad."
Also, it is to be noted that our dinners are recently plagued by the continuous interruptions of the feetgrabber ghost. Who does not, contrary to rumor, grab feet (at least not anymore). Instead, it absconds with your sippy cup full of milk, or your last two green beans (without the consumption of which, no ice cream shall be served), only to return the same, mysteriously, at some later time. Guests be forewarned.
Rose: "DON'T trust me! [nom nom nom the cauliflower nom nom]. I'm baaaad."
Also, it is to be noted that our dinners are recently plagued by the continuous interruptions of the feetgrabber ghost. Who does not, contrary to rumor, grab feet (at least not anymore). Instead, it absconds with your sippy cup full of milk, or your last two green beans (without the consumption of which, no ice cream shall be served), only to return the same, mysteriously, at some later time. Guests be forewarned.
