Nothin' to see here, people, move along. Ok, if you insist on staying, atleast take your shoes off and make yourself comfortable. Once I get started...well, you could be here for a while. (Just ignore the typos. I do.) Yes, snacks are allowed as long as you share and clean up after yourself. Oh yeah, hey...if you happen to see my scissors around here, could you let me know. I could have sworn I had them right here a minute ago.
Thursday, August 04, 2005
At Christopher's family party for his high school gradaution a few years ago. Katie is trying to de-pants him and as you can see, he was trying to lift her up by her feet. As soon as I get a recent photo of them together I will post it.
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This reminds me...the other day Kissiffer and I went to the grocery store at about 9:30 p.m. and we were loaded down with shopping bags. He was wearing baggy shorts. I stopped him to give him a kiss and then tried to yank down his pants. He was shouting, "Don't!" I got them halfway down his hips he was struggling to pull them up. Then I said, "Oh, here let me help you..." and untied the top part and yanked them down even harder and this time his boxers came down to his knees along with his shorts. Luckily he had on a baggy shirt too so he was covered...as he yelled I took off running down the block laughing hysterically. It's the little things in life that count really.
Well, the truth is that Raine is from Nebraska...so maybe it's just something in the water back there. Oh, and they sat that friends are out chosen family...and Raine is one of those friends to me...a real keeper.
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This reminds me...the other day Kissiffer and I went to the grocery store at about 9:30 p.m. and we were loaded down with shopping bags. He was wearing baggy shorts. I stopped him to give him a kiss and then tried to yank down his pants. He was shouting, "Don't!" I got them halfway down his hips he was struggling to pull them up. Then I said, "Oh, here let me help you..." and untied the top part and yanked them down even harder and this time his boxers came down to his knees along with his shorts. Luckily he had on a baggy shirt too so he was covered...as he yelled I took off running down the block laughing hysterically. It's the little things in life that count really.
Excuse me, it ain't that little.
That was the best laugh I have had all week. I can just imagine the excitement.
That is sooooooo funny. I think Raine must be a distant cousin or something. I thought that only Kaster's were the onry.
Well, the truth is that Raine is from Nebraska...so maybe it's just something in the water back there. Oh, and they sat that friends are out chosen family...and Raine is one of those friends to me...a real keeper.
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