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.
Wednesday, January 04, 2006
Dewey's bears
Dewey and his bears. I now have visual proof that my Brother in law has lost his friggin mind. Granted, after seeing the bears and feeding them gumdrops, I can see how he could be drawn into them. I, however, am not crazy enough to want to take a few home. Oy Vey! Anyway, the bigger of the pair is preggers. On top of that...instead of the three bears that he told his wife he owned...she found out that he really owns six and two of those bears are pregnant. My sister is not a happy camper these days. Dewey says that he is looking for a new home for them. I doubt he is looking very hard.
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SIX!!! and 2 are pregnant. Tisha should tie him to a chair and leave him there whenever she is not home.
I know...the man is insane! By the way, I'm getting Meredith a bear cub for her birthday in April. Better fix that fence in the back yard.
Tisha needs to make Dewey look for a new home for himself. not the bears. I found out later that it was true that the bears were pregnant. They need to make open season on Dewey not bears.
Well only two are preggers. I'm sending one to your house as a surprise gift. Who needs cats when they can have house bears!
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