Friday, September 16, 2005
Dolls?
Dolls? I think this is a doll I would not mind my son playing with. I also cannot wait for his mother to look into his eyes as he says, "I kill a communist for fun, but for a green card, I gonna carve him up real nice. " That will put a smile on my face no little league homerun ever will. (READ: I do not have a son, that I know of.)
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Tom: Son, you're needed in the kitchen!
Kid: Knock on my door! Knock next time!
Tom: Yes, son!
Kid: You didn't see anything, did you?
Tom: No, son! I didn't see you playing with your dolls again.
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