another cold and dreary Sunday. Fucking bears. I did make pretty bombsy chicken korma for dinner. Our puri didn't poof right but the girls dug it. We spent the last hour doing madlibs. The girls had a great time though they were a bit bluer than my parents would have allowed. The last one had the line " my opponent, mr. Dad is nothing but a pierced taint". Lots of butt cheeks and punanies and various forms of poop. Gotta love madlibs.
Have fun sg