Why I drink

A bus full of city people don't take kindly to happy children. One persons JOY is another's PAIN.
I don't believe there is a floor/ground in Paris he has not laid on. He has an unbelievable ability to make his body like a noodle. Sadly for him I am getting better and better at dragging wet noodles into elevators. Cheers

1 comment:

Brenna said...

Pammy had the "turn-body-into-wet-slippery -noodles" super power too! I promise you'll laugh about it at family dinners in 20 years. ;-)