I hate Easter.

someone decided that our apartment needed to consider our peephole a little more literally.  so they soaked a peep in saliva and then stuck it on there.  get it? 
pahaha. very punny.

then it dried, and by dried i mean petrified.  trying to get it off was like trying to get Roo out of Kanga's pouch.


Meg Duffy said...

all that is needed to get roo out of kanga's pouch is a small yet delightful thing you like to call bacon.

roo loves bacon. well known fact.

Rachel said...

that was expressed perfectly. as always.