I figure that while most of the world will be off barbecuing delicious encased meats and getting sloppy on cheap beer, my spam bots will be bored and lonesome. So for you, my spam bot friends, I provide this gratuitous Mimi shot.
She always looks horrified by life when I get the camera out. Maybe I smell bad.
Then there’s this that Alex picked out in our not-so-subtle-you-need-to-think-about-getting-out-of-diapers way.
So far, all we’ve managed to do is to scare the hell out of him.
(any good potty training wisdom out there?)
All that I DO know is that I really think that I need to install something that cheers for me after I take a crap. That would be AWESOME.
Mimi says (and I quote), “Peace out, my bitches.”
I don’t know where the fuck she learned to swear like that.