A Certain Kind of Monologue
Er, mine doesn’t talk, but apparently others do.
(Thanks to the Pajama Pack)
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Er, mine doesn’t talk, but apparently others do.
(Thanks to the Pajama Pack)
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Not to be crass... okay, I'm going to be crass....
It should be saying vowel sounds like: Oooo...oooo....ooooo.
If not you should get a new man.
I warned you that I was crass.
Posted by: Kilabe | December 23, 2004 at 09:07 PM
I don't care what it says, I just don't want to run into one with teeth.
Posted by: triticale | December 24, 2004 at 03:26 AM
Er...never mind. My mom is reading. :-)
Posted by: baldilocks | December 24, 2004 at 12:28 PM
Oh but the teeth....
Er...never mind. Baldilock's mom is reading. :-)
Posted by: Kathy K | December 24, 2004 at 04:54 PM
And most sincere apologies for the crude and ribald trackback.
Posted by: Ken Summers | December 24, 2004 at 06:13 PM