Thursday, May 6, 2010

Overly Dramatic poetry

I have been attempting to talk the kid into wearing a smoking jacket like mister man below and read all the titles with a straight face.

So far he giggles on the third and ruins the bit.

He's too tall for a sweat shop, too clumsy for the circus and now not able to be poorly marketed for my amusement.

Life is so unfair.

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