My bet’s on Mr. Snuffleupagus, but the jury is out. From Dependable Renegade.
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My bet’s on Mr. Snuffleupagus, but the jury is out. From Dependable Renegade.
I’d sure like to give them teh Big Bird, if you know what I mean, and I’m sure you do!
She’s not preggers, and if she was, she’d be in the hospital, “getting her appendix out”
Again. Cuz, you know, she’s not married and they’d never let her get to the “showing” stage…
Unless the “Daddy” was some multi-billion dollar heir. Preferably in his 90s.
Something to say?
Hmm… teh Jenna is kinda puffy-lookin’. And that dress! What, was there a sale at “Maternity Wear, Tents, and Beyond!”? Not-Jenna looks kinda hideous, too. Not to mention Pickles [d’oh!]. Poor, poor Elmo!
Left by Marq on June 2nd, 2007