BB: Vhere is Tee Tee? Vhere?? Vhere??? I sent her avay de last time and now, I hef noteeng but de sadness and regret. Oh de sadness! Oh de regret! It ees an ocean and I cannot swim ‘dough I would surely float since I hear I am dis beeg fat ting called Butterball. So it is verse dan I even tot! I am lonely beeg fat Butterball!! Vhere oh vhere is Tee Tee to make everyting better???
Am I allowed to say that I think his arm looks delicious?
Awwww. You mean he can’t order you to appear the way he orders you to go away? Poor thing!
The angst-y look, the outfit–he’s like a model for the children’s line of skater or surfer togs or something.
So tragic. Baby angst is so sad.
That’s my brother’s cap. We plopped it on his head, certain that he’d pull it off right away, but nope. Wore it the whole day. It’s was way too big for him but he didn’t care.