Friday, December 03, 2004
oh.dear.lord.
I have got to get a life. I think I've hurt myself laughing at the Egg Song. It's all that damned Trevor's fault.
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5 comments:
I like the Egg Song even more than Trevor. Do you think I need a life, too?
Oh. My. God. I love the egg pacifier. And the egg cowboy. I love egg.
Yeah, isn't that a great plan--slap a nipple on a raw egg and shove it in an infant's mouth! Yeehaw!
It has to be one of the most bizarro things I've ever seen. I absolutely love it. I was singing it to the kids in the car and the Girl walked around for an hour singing "Egg! Egg! Egg!" at the top of her lungs.
Nope. No one and nothing can compare to my beloved Trevor!
(I've actually considered putting "IN CASE OF EMERGENCY CLICK HERE" with a link on my sidebar)
Oh, Profgrrrrl, you totally should. That would be perfect! I have been shamelessly using Trevor for weeks now; I'm just getting a little Egg on the side.
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