This is me, about two years old. I am actively picking my nose, and evidently, could NOT be happier about it. I am also rocking an aggressively massive childmullet. (Hmmm...I guess I did have thick bangs at one point.) I tell you, you just can't teach classy behavior like this. It's all instinct, baby. (I do, however, adore my wee alphabet socks.)
(PS: The contest is till open, and um...yeah, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't strangely excited about picking out a horrendously tacky Vegas prize for the winner of said contest.)
Monday, February 12, 2007
The Odds are Slim...
...That there will not be WiFi access in/around our hotel in Vegas.
All the same, if there is not, I can't take the chance that my super-serious post is what you'll be seeing until my return.
Consequently, please feast your eyes on this recently-unearthed picture, as it is the polar opposite of serious.:
This is me, about two years old. I am actively picking my nose, and evidently, could NOT be happier about it. I am also rocking an aggressively massive childmullet. (Hmmm...I guess I did have thick bangs at one point.) I tell you, you just can't teach classy behavior like this. It's all instinct, baby. (I do, however, adore my wee alphabet socks.)
(PS: The contest is till open, and um...yeah, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't strangely excited about picking out a horrendously tacky Vegas prize for the winner of said contest.)
This is me, about two years old. I am actively picking my nose, and evidently, could NOT be happier about it. I am also rocking an aggressively massive childmullet. (Hmmm...I guess I did have thick bangs at one point.) I tell you, you just can't teach classy behavior like this. It's all instinct, baby. (I do, however, adore my wee alphabet socks.)
(PS: The contest is till open, and um...yeah, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't strangely excited about picking out a horrendously tacky Vegas prize for the winner of said contest.)
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Gah; the bangs! I had those, too. Every time I went to my grandma's house, she'd trim my bangs, and she kept trimming them from further and further back on my head for some reason, until I had nearly more bangs than not-bangs. My mother was not pleased.
That is a pointless story, but it was an adorable picture.
Have fun in Vegas! Can't wait to hear all the absurd tales you will surely tell when you return.
What two-year old doesn't pick her nose? My nephew (2 this Sat.) tries, but his fingers are bigger than his nostrils. It's hilarious watching his attempts, though.
My caption for the contest is:
"Now we know why the Raiders keep losing."
(It's not a good caption. I know. But if you knew how much that crazy dude looks like Al Davis, you might agree a little.)
but don't you look cute while you are mining for gold!
Goodness so cute! I suppose that's where Toopweets gets his trademarked cheekiness. CUTE!
Oh? And if you get a brown one, it's your eye!
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