I’m sitting here, thinking, “Wow, the baby sure smells like a goat.”
“Must be the sunscreen.”
“Or the carrot puree that got in her hair.”
“Or…”
Oh, wait. Now I remember.
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@People in the Sun – Me, too! Except not Lo Pan, actually my great aunt Tekla, whose nickname was “Dicky.” But almost the same thing…
@Aimee Greeblemonkey – Sir Prize!
You know what I thought about when I saw that goat? Lo Pan when he gets old on “Big Trouble in Little China.” Oh, here you go.
Ha ha, that was especially awesome cause the photo didn’t come through my Reader till the very end.
you missed the rather obvious “two kids” gags there.
Damn you Dan, damn you.