Uncle Geoff came over drinking,{trying to contribute to Anheiser Busch] and treats were a flyin. He brought a bag of cheese popcorn. He ate more stuff out of our fridge and shared. Mom kept yelling, "that's enough". He didn't listen all that well and we managed to score more treats. We just love our Uncle, it's partytime, whenever he shows up. He's gonna sleep on the futon and we're gonna stay with him, like a campout! Do you guys have any Uncle Geoff's? [english spelling for Jeff]
Beverly on Aug 21 at 06:24 AM