Here’s the thing I’m trying to get across to the servants today. If one of your baby’s has something I want, then it’s mine. MINE! I don’t know how to say it any louder. I think once I rip it out of their pudgy, wet, little, sausage hands, it belongs to me. In case that rule isn’t clear enough, I immediately stick it in my mouth and suck on it to let everyone in the park know that I am the new owner.
Don’t forget to read the last post on Vajazzling and Vatooing your Vajayjay!
Hahaha – pudgy sausage hands – it takes one to know one, Ry!
Our Dear Princess Ryan,
We are painfully aware that these “older folk, know nothings” need to move over and make room for the genius that is you! Afterall possession is nine tenths of the law.
Your devoted fanclub
That is so funny because I feel the exact same way. Maybe we are related?