We're convinced that you are one more clueless American!
Oh snap!
I've never been dissed by creepy fictional one-eyed faceless penile-looking Olympic mascots.
...lucky you.
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We're convinced that you are one more clueless American!
Oh snap!
I've never been dissed by creepy fictional one-eyed faceless penile-looking Olympic mascots.
...lucky you.
Whoa. Way for them to make friends and influence people.
The Vancouver mascots would never have done that. They would have offered to bring Tim Horton's for everyone.
So he's picked up what you and K call each other? My mom laughed that while every other toddler was screaming some variation of Mom, her's was screaming MARCIA! Lasted for me until kinder, and then I called them mom and dad variations.
They would have offered to bring Tim Horton's for everyone.
Even the one that was part killer whale!
I actually have a mcdonald's toy of one of the mascots bobsledding that we got when we went to the olympics. It's on my desk at work.
...lucky you.
I know... I feel sort of warm and squooshy inside.
Sara, he calls both of us by first name. I've been trying to train him out of it but whatever.
Poor little bug.
I can't believe he was trying to crawl into Grace's crib. He has been throwing Fox, books, water bottles and Danny Bear in there for her for days now.
Are the London mascots supposed to be a riff on the London Eye or something? Either way, yikes.
They would have offered to bring Tim Horton's for everyone.
M & I are seriously discussing applying to open a Timmy's franchise here in SF. We would try to appeal to the people who prefer not to spend 10 minutes waiting for their drip coffee cf Blue Bottle), and the people who love doughnuts that are called Timbits.
You totally need to tell about their adjustment. So curious.
My parents weren't wedded to the mom/dad thing, so had no problem with me calling them by name. I think the shock was when I stopped. Peer pressure, likely. My younger brother never called them by name.
The London mascots are like the cheap bad-orthodontia cousins of the Yo Gabba Gabba character, Muno, but without the irony.
I had a hard time buying a rubber Muno for my neph. It's just WRONG.