Tucklehugz Erin
That's family for me.
Every year we watch the Charlie Brown special, do the Snoopy dance, wish everybody a Merry Christmukkah, and thank our Secret Santas in the good riddance thread. Which is this one, in case you were wondering. Oh, and 2010? We have a few words for you.
Tucklehugz Erin
That's family for me.
Aw, I am feeling the GOOD this morning! AWRIGHT!!
That will get me through a long day of grading!
Erin and Shir, just reading this made my morning. And I promise to tell no one about your llama mama.
(I love tucklehug. New word! So much cuddlier than that violence-prone other word.)
A llama once bit my sister...
But was it a WEREllama...?
Are you saying my mother sired your sister into werellamaness?
Because if so, I think that means we're related. Cool.
Yes, it's all part of a secret Irish-Scots-Jewish shifter Midwestern-Israeli love cult that involves lots of shedding, spitting, big pretty eyes and a shitton of books.
OMG I AM GOING TO WRITE THIS AND BE RICH!
Damn. I totally should have been writing about werellamas, not this wimpy feminist Arthurian crap.
All those chalk hillside carvings? They weren't deer; they were werellamas.