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Craft stores are the bane of my exsistance.

January 8th 2008 8:30 pm
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I swear, if Mom takes me to one more craft store I am gonna something embarassing like clean my boy parts or fart in the checkout line.

We went to three different craft stores today. We were looking for goleye pits or something... Wonder what thoses are. They seem to be very special. Mom was mad they didnt have any. We spent alot of time walking back and forth, it was making me dizzy and kinda bored. All I heard was come, sit, leave it over and over again. Like the noises that comes out of the black thing on the table, while Mom complains about being "on hold". It doesnt look like a "hold" to me... looks like a chair. Anyways...back to the craft store.

What does she expect me to do while she looks at the little bags of sparkly stuff stuck to the wall. They wouldnt put stuff on the floor if they didn't want you to sniff or lick it, right?

And what's with the human puppies? Why do the pet me than make the high pitch yelping noises? They hurt my ears. I liked the litt.... I smell the meat paste stuff!!!

Got to go guys!

Yum!

 
 

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