3B got up this morning, watched Wow Wow Wubbzy, had his diaper changed, ate three donuts, drank some milk and then, as is inevitable, started taking off his shirt.
“I’m Moses without a shirt. Actually, I’m Iron Man. [singing] I am Iron Man, doo doo doo doo doo doo dum dum dum. [pointing at me] You’re Paul Stanley. [pointing at Mama] You’re Peter Criss. I’m Gene Simmons.”
We could cancel DishTV and still have 516 channels to watch.
I’m working to make cancer history. Will you help me?