What's worse than going into your daughter's room and finding a diving beetle? Cleaning up your daughter's room and finding the jar with his badly decomposed carcass floating around. You know that little dance you do when something icky crawls over your foot in the middle of the night. My dance comes with a noise too. I'm doing all of that.
Monday, October 22, 2007
Remember this Little Guy?
What's worse than going into your daughter's room and finding a diving beetle? Cleaning up your daughter's room and finding the jar with his badly decomposed carcass floating around. You know that little dance you do when something icky crawls over your foot in the middle of the night. My dance comes with a noise too. I'm doing all of that.
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