Here's
Aunty
Jimi and
Uncle
Mike.
Everybody
wants to
carry my
little
Namaile.
One time
I was
carrying
her up in
the air just
like Aunty
Jimi, and
I was looking
up at my
little baby
and she
dropped
some spit
right in my
mouth.
What's
the chance
of that
happening?
About as good a chance as having a bird drop something in my mouth
as I was looking up. Yah, that happened to me too.
Tuesday, March 6, 2007
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