There are times when I think I'd rather have these quiet little pals around instead of my actual, lovely, lively family.
Fruitcake, I think we can all agree, is not a tasty treat. But if you distill the booziness and the cakiness and turn it into a jelly shot, I can get behind it.
Now I just need a fancy sword to slash up all my toys.
I bet he'll scare away the bad dreams!
Tell that special someone that they're foxy! Tell that sneaky sly fox that you're onto their schemes! There's got to be a reason to send everyone a fox!
It's seriously dark out these days. Windy, rainy, cloudy, oppressive. All the happy clouds and rainbows I can cram into my life (and mouth) are dearly welcome.