Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Because I Already Have My Two Front Teeth

Dear Youth Counselor;

I do apologize. Profusely. I know it was—umm—odd for you to walk in and find me saying, "Dear Thanta, I want a horth for Chrithmath," to Wednesday as she cried with laughter outside your office yesterday. Thometimeth when I'm nervouth I mock Thindy Brady. I don't know why, I jutht do.

I'm thorry. I know it wath a theriouth thituation. I AM taking theriouthly.

No, really! I thwear!

I hope we can put thith behind uth. Thankth.

Wednethday'th Mom

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Anonymous said...

Thorry, what wath that?

FRANNIE said...

'But you haavveee heard of me.'

The Vegetable Assassin said...

I wanted to thay thomething hilariouth but I got nothing. Thilly girl.

So. Cal. Gal said...

You're theriouthly hilariouth!

My wv is: bionce...she's gonna be pissed that they spelled her name wrong.

Sassy Britches said...

It seems as though my blogging hiatus (hiatuth?) and subsequent Facebook-only-ness has left me verklempt of any commenting abilities other than "Like." Must get back in the game. :)