Just about 20 years ago. Just less than 20 years ago, probably:
My dad: snoring
My mom: turnover...
My dad: snoring
My mom: Turnover!
My dad: snoring
My mom: TURNOVER!!
My dad: CHERNOBYL?? CHERNOBYL???? WHAT'S THE PUNCHLINE???? (in his sleep)
Happy birthday Chernobyl.
Funny, I didn't realize that chernoble happened the day after my mom's birthday. Isn't that weird? She probably knows that. Happy birthday to my mom too.
Also, my niece is the cutest baby ever. Or at least the cutest amongst some crazy parents (and grandparents) who sent 64 pictures of 64 babies in to a newspaper in Florida. Here is the picture that won the big prize.
Her paternal grandparents submitted it. I think there are cuter pictures of her but that one is pretty cute. I think they ought to start making money off her face now.
April 26, 2006
I looked at every fiesta. For you I wanted to greet. Maybe I'd sell you a chicken with poison interlaced with the meat
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First, we are making dough. $100 savings bond, $50 gift certificate and, most importantly, a PLAQUE. Plus, I ALWAYS tell that Chernobyl story! It's like we're sisters!
weeeeeeeeeN!
yeah, ween totally rules. With a z.
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