Well after the TMI post I thought you might need to smile a little.
So smile, dammit!
“HELP!!! Dial 911, I’m being mauled by a Troll!”
“I swear a Big Doberman busted in and tore the place up…”
“How to tell when it’s time to make the kids sleep in their own bed…”
“Ahhh, the fresh, relaxing aroma of feet…”
“Harlem Globetrotters here I come!”
“Par-tay, Par-tay, Par-tay”
“Uh, Cat? What Cat?”
“There’s no explaining love!”
“HELLLOOOO! Can you hear me now?”
“Hi! Will y’all be my friends?”
“If you need help smiling, there’s always help.”
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