I'm going to spare y'all a picture of the shredded carcass this time because I was too busy vomitting all over it to get my camera, but chances are what I just typed is more grody than a photo would have been anyway. Sorry about that.
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I did take a photo of this~
Made with another hand charm from SpiritedEarth
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*I totally wasn't kidding before. That really is his name. You haven't lived until you've wandered around your neighborhood wearing pajamas calling Baaaaaaby Daddy! Come on boy! It's time to eat!
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I love Nan's hands and you've just created a real beauty with this one. You made a link, I looked. Icky. Just as icky as my doorway spider. Maybe even ickier. No cleaning up after the spider. Sweet Pete swept it out the gate when I wasn't looking.
ReplyDeleteLove to have you in my neighbourhood!
ReplyDeleteyou are toooo funny. I am sure your neighbors luv ya.
ReplyDeleteoh that baby daddy..he must love you...but still..icky ick..
ReplyDeletelove the necklace..these turned out great.
Ewwwwwwww, Grossssssssssssssssssss... tell Baby Daddy next time it's straight lettuce wraps for his dinner so there! LOL I'm so picturing you... wandering around in your fuzzy pink jammies yelling for Baby Daddy... girl I'd pee my pants laughing if I lived next door!
ReplyDeleteThanks for the giggle with my coffee!
xo!
I would love to have you in my neighborhood! Folks at work are wondering why I am chuckling to myself. :) My aunt named her dog Dot just so she could go out and yell Dot Com!
ReplyDeleteI think Baby Daddy has ambitions of becoming a shredded carcass artiste and is just trying to push the limits of what is artistically possible.
ReplyDeleteOr, it's possible he just likes to do gross stuff. Males (of all species) are like that.