One for Sunday from Cary
Or as he puts it “Kryptonite for kid haters”.
If he was my kid, I’d slap him until he learned the lyrics.
In my family I’m the only one who’s allowed to be mediocre.
Or as he puts it “Kryptonite for kid haters”.
If he was my kid, I’d slap him until he learned the lyrics.
In my family I’m the only one who’s allowed to be mediocre.
It’s strange how your dog is cute, your child is talented, your farts are oddly aromatic. And yet to others, your dog eats crap, your child is borderline OCD, and you need to see a doctor or dietary specialist. Perception is a double edged sword.
Is there a fire pit where you can drop kids off? Sort of like a “Gene Pool Chlorination Station”?
funny, that’s exactly how that song sounds to me when it comes on the radio.