I know that you all feel bad for the cat, but what are the odds that only 2 minutes after I took this photo of this cat, that I would have an irresistable urge to eat a can of chili and suffer the exact consequences.
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
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7 comments:
I hate when I get a can stuck on my head. I hope the you still enjoyed your chili.
You are right. I always have such a good time when visiting your blog. You and Jenny are tied.
Maybe you should just use a spoon. I know you dont want to wash dishes and all but come on
I always thought you had a tiny head.
UUHHH I believe that I have the best blog, Becky! Jenny and Morgan can be tied for 2nd.
I was wondering how you got all those cuts on your face. They were tin can cuts from your chili.
Happy birthday can-head!
I think you've started something. I am ruching out right now to get my can-o-nalley chili hat! TIK
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