I met a man and after chatting, we decided to go on a date. It was going to be a lunch date, at my house.
I was excited and nervous, as one is before a first date, and got everything ready…
Alas… it seems we interpreted “date” differently.
The wrong kind of date
Speaking in speech bubbles
It seems that I was the first person who knew how to speak in speech bubbles.
It’s the apocalypse!
It was the apocalypse (an apocalypse? the apocalypse?) and I was running away from the burning buildings and bombs and general carnage. All I was saving was my baby and my dictionary.
Morphsuit madness
Poor Mike was close to death after being bitten by a snake, but I had just discovered that I was wearing a Morphsuit and therefore had to do the Harlem Shake, because that is what one does when one is wearing a Morphsuit. Obviously.
If you don’t know what a Morphsuit is, you do now.
If you don’t know the Harlem Shake, you do now.
A baby-naming prank
I was admiring a friend’s new baby with another friend of theirs. He mentioned that he’d done this favour for them, and I didn’t think much of it. Until he explained his little prank.
The family was into flower names, so Petunia was the name they’d chosen. I don’t think they be impressed to find out that little Petunia was actually Sasha!
Guest submission: Belinda’s talking cat again
Some parenting advice and help with choosing schools from Belinda’s cat.
Guest submission: Belinda’s talking cat
This is a useful cat to have…
(And there’s more coming…)
