There was a little girl, Who had a little curl, Right in the middle of her forehead. When she was good, She was very very good, But when she was bad she was horrid.

Thursday, May 01, 2008

Conversation on the way to work this morning...

James: I had a dream last night we had a kid.

Me: Really? What was it?

James: A girl... And I loved it anyway.

posted by NicNic at 10:57 AM

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

its true i did

4:13 PM

 

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