If any of you needed any more evidence of my total whipped-ness, look no further. This next statement will perfectly embody, encapsulate, personify, and demystify any illusions of my previous non-whipped-ness:
Julia is taking me to see Harry Potter In The Park tonight.
Yes, an outdoor screening of ol' HP and his flaming goblet.
Whuh-psssshhhhh! Whuh-pssssshhhhhh!
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Dog-friendly parks=yeah!
ReplyDeleteMovies=entertaining!
Harry Potter=nerdy fun!
Wholesome family togetherness=woohoo!
Plus, I'll buy you hot dogs and ice cream. It can't be beat.
So bit yer quitchin...
Ice cream make Sam go poopie.
ReplyDeleteOur beloved dog is a demented schizo-path-wad.
I think...just maybe...Harry Potter make Sam go poopie, too.