I am a mean, vicious Boy named Sue
November 7th 2005 2:09 pm
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What was Mommy thinking!?! I was sleeping soundly. Dreaming of global domination and rivers of sweet, sweet aquariyums. Suddenly, I felt something being tugged over my head and down over my shoulders. Mommy had put Jimi’s Harley Davidson t-shirt on me! What part of “I am a mean, nasty Boy Named Sue” does she not understand? Besides the fact that it was WAY too snug for my battle-honed frame (Everybody knows I’m training to be a Cage Fighter), the waistline was not at all flattering to my body style. It nipped me in the waist in such a way that with my bouffant winter pants, it gave the illusion of me wearing a skirt! Now for Mr. Lean, Takes-After-His-Uncle-J, Jimi, it’s quite becoming (not that I would notice such a thing!). But for a ferocious orange fellow such as myself, it was just a major fashion no-no. I am WAY too sexy for that shirt!
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