Broken Down
Well, God damn. This is going to be one of those posts where I tell you that something horrible happened and I lost everything I had written about how I had my tonsils out a few weeks prior to Y2K and at the same time some dudes were jack-hammering in my apartment and I was high on liquid vicodin just to sleep through the mess of it all. It wasn’t very interesting, really…it was just a way to tell you that here I am, in my home, with a sore throat and some sickness that I got from anyone and everyone in my family. I’ve been hanging out in bed watching Pawn Stars and contemplating my next move in life which will likely involve the purchase of these moustache mugs.
While I recuperate and find inner peace, please enjoy the following image of a newborn hippo:
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I want a newborn pygmy hippo! My birthday is coming up and I’m pretty sure your sickness didn’t come from me, so…
what a wonderful reason to down a few hot toddys. Can’t figure out the hippos. Is it real?…
Those are the house hippos we’ve been hearing so much about lately aren’t they?
So lifelike, so real!
the pygmy hippo baby is ridiculous! i want one!! i didn’t think it was real – but i’m super excited that it IS!
it is real! and i will have one.
those coffee mugs are awesome. those hippos are real? they are cute!
.-= leah´s last blog ..honkey dogs, the boy, and other stuff =-.
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