This is what I sent the
family before we went to Disney World. Luckily there were only minor changes, as most
restaurants had online menus and those of us who carried this around (Anabelle,
Grandma, Kim) could look at it and share at the table. To keep it from being
overly long, and to allow a focus on my stupid jokes, content with nothing extra
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WarningThis post contains bad, foul, filthy and unacceptable language - the words that “will curve your spine, grow hair on your hands and maybe, even bring us, God help us, peace without honor.” This is not a post for children.Kids, take a hike. This is also not a post for those adults who are offended by this type of language.Do yourself a favor, and go read some of my cute stuff before moral outrage can kick in. Just about everything else on this blog is clean…Stupid sometimes, but clean. End of Warning.
Warning This post contains bad, foul, filthy and
unacceptable language - the words that “will curve your spine, grow hair on
your hands and maybe, even bring us, God help us, peace without honor.” This is not a post for children.Kids, take a hike. This is also not a post for those adults
who are offended by this type of language.Do yourself a favor, and go read some of my cute stuff before moral
outrage can kick in. Just about everything else on this blog
is clean…Stupid sometimes, but clean. End of Warning.
Warning This post contains bad, foul, filthy and
unacceptable language - the words that “will curve your spine, grow hair on
your hands and maybe, even bring us, God help us, peace without honor.” This is not a post for children.Kids, take a hike. This is also not a post for those adults
who are offended by this type of language.Do yourself a favor, and go read some of my cute stuff before moral
outrage can kick in. Just about everything else on this blog
is clean…Stupid sometimes, but clean. End of Warning.