Eryn just came flying past the open doorway to the computer room with her hands on her crotch, doing a little dance that looked almost exactly like Charlie Chaplin with his hat and cane going around a corner. Apparently she needs the bathroom.
Here's your dose of "maybe I should have gone to someone else's blog first today". Me, on the jigglebeam, at one of the local parks. That's my come hither look.
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This is the jigglebeam in action. Obviously, Eryn is enjoying herself.
3 comments:
Nice pole.
Ditto Aaron. That's exactly what I was thinking, especially looking at that first picture.
I should have spliced it in next to a picture of Pooteewheet sitting on a cannon on the way to New Orleans.
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