Friday, December 14, 2007

So Illin

We're minutes away from packing up the car and hittting the road for an early Sweazy Christmas in So. Ill. My throat feels like it was raped by a cactus and the house has barely recovered from the Martha Stewart explosion of brittle making, peppermint patty concocting and gift wrapping that's been occuring into the wee hours the past couple of nights. But that's not why I am here.

Although the packaging for the brittle and patties are to DIE for but anyway -

We have a toof. Two actually. The bastards finally decided to show themselves. Well, honestly you can't really see them yet but man you can feel them. I'm sure my nipples will have the honor of doing so shortly.

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