Some day Boston is going to really enjoy riding on my shoulders when we walk around. We thought we'd start early and ease him into it. We should have known better.
All around the Rubert house the Boston rode the Daddy. The Daddy thought all was fun....
Then bleeehhhh right on Daddy!
Don't let my sour puss fool you... a good laugh was had by all.
And the Boston and the Daddy remained good, good friends... with new outfits, of course.
The End.
2 Responses to “I'm gonna hurl!”
What's up with the glasses? I thought you had eagle eyes?
Even eagles go blind, man... I think. I still see pretty well but reading has been making me so tired for the last year or two I thought I'd get my peepers checked, and sure enough, I'm far sighted. The glasses work miracles, though, I can read for hours again. They were supposed to help me drive, too, but I seem to run red lights more with them on.
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