Friday, July 25, 2008
Are you kidding?
How embarrassing!!! Leash law my fluffy butt! How am I supposed to supervise tent erection and dictate proper fire-building technique while tied to a bumper? Despite this insanity, everything went smoothly after the sun went down and I figured out dad only used a half hitch knot. Those prosthetic thumbs are worth their weight in beggin strips! Therefore I could grill the steaks uninhibited. Take that Mountain Mommas!!
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