congratulations on nearly making me vomit. i don't know how i would be able to handle someone stapling me unless i was put under. i couldn't even get stitches without anesthesia.
i'm fine to deal with high levels of pain, but i'm terrified of needles. and staplers aimed at my skin.
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congratulations on nearly making me vomit. i don't know how i would be able to handle someone stapling me unless i was put under. i couldn't even get stitches without anesthesia.
i'm fine to deal with high levels of pain, but i'm terrified of needles. and staplers aimed at my skin.
at least she'll get a cool scar out of the deal.
yeah...that just about caused me to hurl on what was a lovely Sunday morning...but she will have a great scar from that.
Good lord...it's like one of those surgery shows on the Discovery Channel. There goes my Rice Krispies!
Glad Lo is okay.
Why should you guys be spared? I had to look at it.
yeah, but you're her mom, so you automatically have to look at it.
we're innocent bystanders who were trying to enjoy our berry-flavored lucky charms on a sunday morning.
You shouldn't have been eating that shit to begin with.
how are chocolate donuts better for you than lucky charms? and what kind of life would it be without sugar-coated cereal?
T, what do you plan to do with the pelt of the beast that gnawed on your child? Greg has skinned the animal by now, yes?
Did anyone notice Lo's "Make yourself a dang quesadilla!" t-shirt?
Jennifer, I don't really blame the dog. I'd like to have myself a woman suit made out of its owner, though.
Think Silence of the Lambs.
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