Another conversation about the stuffed pig…

“Good morning, Breakfast!”

“You could just call him by his name, E.”

“You never told me his name.”

“Lars.”

“Lard?”

“Lars. He’s a Norwegian pig.”

“Lard, lard lard!” And he made the pig dance again.

Sigh.

  • Share/Bookmark

3 Comments so far
Leave a comment

These posts make me laugh out loud.
Boys are so funny sometimes.

[Reply]

Boys are entertaining. That’s why we keep them!

[Reply]

LOL boyyyyyys. So hilarious.

[Reply]

TrackBack URI

Leave a comment

(required)

(required)


CommentLuv Enabled



Welcome!


  • Welcome to Swinging from the Chandelier, the blog of a single girl living in St. Louis with nothing better to do than make a little mischief... (more)

    Categories

    Search this blog

    Shameless Plugs

    My CafePress Shop

    My reviews and giveaways at

    I'm a DSi-wielding,
    Brain Age-rocking,
    Gap-jeans-wearing
    Nintendo Brand Enthusiast



All content, unless otherwise noted, © 2005-2010 Rebekah J.

Take my stuff and you WILL regret it.

This blog is the author's personal story and her own thoughts and in no way represents anything her employer thinks, feels or otherwise emotes.

All content is compliant with standards of HIPAA, NASA, PETA, and anything else with an acronym.

Blog design by Splendid Sparrow