Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Number Two

I was complaining to McMumsy about my dress options for Dr. Moo's wedding. They include brown, brown, and brown. (We haven't been able to find a suitable green dress in shade, length, or style.) "Boooooo," I whined. "I'm going to look like a giant piece of poo."

"Well my dress is brown," McMumsy responded. "However, it has gold trim." This last bit was added with a hint of condescension/pomposity.

"Harrumph," I said. "You're going to be a better-looking piece of poo than me."


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