There's a corn dog stuck behind my piano.
Probably a half-eaten one that's already been
dipped in ketchup ready for the next bite.
The piano is too heavy for me to move myself.
Hope I remember to ask Eric for help
when he gets home from work tonight.
Apparently the girls were finished eating lunch.
Probably a half-eaten one that's already been
dipped in ketchup ready for the next bite.
The piano is too heavy for me to move myself.
Hope I remember to ask Eric for help
when he gets home from work tonight.
Apparently the girls were finished eating lunch.
1 comment:
Yeah, that corndog was mine. I left it there back in December...
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