A transplanted Floridian calls it as he sees it...

I promise to tell all! I'll be as rufff as I have to.

Thursday, July 15, 2010

Socks


I will not eat socks.
I will not eat socks.
I will not eat socks.
I will not eat socks.
I will not eat socks.
I will not eat socks.
I will not eat socks.
I will not eat socks.
I will not eat socks.
I will not eat socks.
I will not eat socks.
I will not eat socks.
I will not eat socks.
I will not eat socks.
I will not eat socks.
I will not eat socks.
I will not eat socks.
I will not eat socks.

But, shouldn't Daddy stop leaving them out for me?

I will not eat socks.
I will not eat socks.
I will not eat socks.
I will not eat socks.


Rudy, in the doghouse again
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1 comment:

  1. The HankerdsJuly 15, 2010 at 7:35 PM

    Rudy, Rudy, Rudy...I hope Daddy has to write sentences too!

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