I'm being stalked.
Everywhere I go.
Everywhere I turn, my stalker is there.
In the kitchen.
In my bedroom.
Even in my bathroom.
I can't get a moments peace.
If I'm crocheting, it's really bad.
When I'm cooking it's unbearable.
No matter where I look .....
This is what I see.....
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THIS was totally hilarious...totally, totally fuNNY!
Gordon has to read this later...the kids are going to crack up even!
Glad to have shared a laugh.
He loves you!
I have been tripped by a few of these little 'stalkers'...keep your eyes peeled...they want to topple you and then lick your face with their sandpaper tongue!
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