Last night, I asked Aubie if she wanted to help me make supper. Of course, the answer is always yes, so I told her she could batter a piece of cube (looked it up on dictionary.com cause I'm never sure if it's cubed or cube--it says either one) steak. She took the entire time that it took me to batter the other 7 pieces and fry each of them to finish battering her one. As you can see, she had a fabulous time. And as you can imagine, I had a fabulous time cleaning up ; )
My Year: Final Post
12 years ago
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These pictures remind me of the time the Pillsbury Dough Boy and I got into a fight...
I love the flour girl!
Okay...if you weren't born in the 1950s (thus, not a Cowsills fan) then you probably didn't get the reference to my comment...
http://www.theguitarguy.com/rainthep.htm
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