Monday, April 11, 2011


Sometimes I feel a little crabby.  It doesn't happen too often.  I pride myself on my stunning good looks and amazing personality. 

But every once in a while things around here get crabbier than a frat house.  Or at least that's what mom says. 

Thank goodness for Hanky-guy.  He's the best.

If I snoot Hank I feel better.  I love Hanky-guy.

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