On this 'versary of my blog
I'd like to thank that little frog
And think of all the dreamy men
Who sometimes dribble in my den
They come from lands both far and wide
And take from me my precious Tide
But still I love them quite to death
Oh joy to me I'm...
...I'm...
Married with a kid. And I have a blog. That's a year old.
Yah, shit, that about covers it.
(You may send gift cheques and BMW 328i Sports Wagons in Cherry Red to Mrs. Mullet c/o Mulletville. Thanks for reading!)
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Junior is graduating from high school. When I started this blog in 2008, Junior was still sleeping in a man-made cocoon called the Amby b...

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Junior is graduating from high school. When I started this blog in 2008, Junior was still sleeping in a man-made cocoon called the Amby b...
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I can’t remember if I blogged about my labor and delivery with Junior. Oh right, I did. I shared how, after 6,000 hours of Pitocin, 547 epid...
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