So Bunko the Brave, aka Vicki, finally gave birth to Baby Bunko, aka Emi (pronounced Emmy, it’s Vicki’s grandma’s name).
Weighing in at 6 pounds 5 ounces, Baby Bunko enjoys burping, sneezing, and hiccuping. I’m not quite sure if she enjoys being forced into silly poses for my pictures, but she hasn’t said “no” yet, so I guess that must mean she likes it.
I’m thinking about starting up My Mom Reviews My Photos again, this time with daily instagram pictures of Emi. I’m not sure if Pam and Toby would be on board or not, stay tuned.
TRIBEARATOPS FROM HELL CONQUERS VALENTINE’S DAY
Q. How many girls were lucky enough to get mini cupcakes tonight?
Q. How many girls were lucky enough to get a hand crafted Tribearatops tonight?
A. Not many. Perhaps only Vicki. I can’t say for sure.
Q. Was this the best Valentine’s Day of Vicki’s life?
A. Well, it was until I told her that she had to share the mini cupcakes.
Q. But she was totally into Tribearatops?
A. No, she hated Tribearatops. She called him a “disturbing dinosaur from hell” and added that “if hell had a hell, he’d be from that hell”. She did however enjoy the gummy bears.
HOW TO BE ROMANTIC WITHOUT BEING CHEESY
Some generic Apple Jacks and just a hint of syrup are all it takes for Nick to win back the lovely and sugar crazed Jill.
If you’re looking for some easy peasy pranks to pull on Mischief Night, check out this how-to video brought to you by the two most adorable troublemakers in the whole wide world.
For those of you new to the game, click HERE to see the origin of all things furball.
MY JOURNAL ENTRY OF THE WEEK - “BUNKO AND RIGBY ABOUT TO ‘F’ SOME ‘S’ UP”
I liked this one best because the idea of Bunko and Rigby wearing matching eye patches while they “F” some “S” up just really blows my mind in the best possible way. I really wish I had the time and resources to make an animated cartoon about this adorably grumpy duo. Also, I’m pretty happy that I finally exercised.
If you’d like, you can see more of my daily journal entries here.
MY JOURNAL ENTRY ENTRIES OF THE WEEK - “UNDERPANTS AND RAINBOWS FOR ALL”
On the one hand I’ve got a puppy throwing up a rainbow and riding it on his skateboard, and on the other hand I’ve got Darth Vader jumping through a sprinkler in his underpants. Why can there be only one???
I’m sorry folks, but this isn’t The Highlander. There can, in fact, be more than one… and as such, I choose both! Underpants and Rainbows for all!!!
This one time Vicki and I got lost in a snow storm while walking Rigby. After about ten minutes Vicki’s tummy began to rumble and she suggested that we eat Rigby. Rigby quickly yelled “Damn woman! It’s only been ten minutes! At least eat some snow before you eat YOUR F-ING PUPPY!!!”. An awkward silence soon ensued where they both glared at me for support. Eventually I reluctantly mumbled “he’s kind of gotta point”.
I’ve been sleeping on the couch ever since.
Pencil Sharpener: “Knock Knock.”
Me: “Who’s there?”
Pencil Sharpener: “I’m broken.”
Me: “I’m broken who?”
Pencil Sharpener: “I’m broken you idiot! Stop using me if you wanna have any g-damn blue left!!!”
Me: “Knock Knock.”
Pencil Sharpener: “Who’s there?”
Me: “I thought it was the g-damn pencil.”
Pencil Sharpener: “I thought it was the g-damn pencil who?”
Me: “I thought it was the g-damn pencil that was broken, not you. My bad.”