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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 16:40:21 GMT
I teach them about thug life.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 16:40:40 GMT
I show them our house from the tops of buildings.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 16:41:43 GMT
I make them quiche Lorraine.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 16:41:53 GMT
I use Scratch on them.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 16:42:25 GMT
I race them around the field.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 16:42:37 GMT
I am their spell check.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 16:43:46 GMT
I signal them when to start their road races.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 16:44:20 GMT
I watch old disaster movies with them and hope our favourite characters are going to live THIS time.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 16:44:39 GMT
I walk away after farting among them.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 16:44:55 GMT
I watch The Pianist with them and rave over Adrien Brody's performance.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 16:46:20 GMT
I drive a forklift when they need heavy things moved.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 16:46:33 GMT
I say grace at family dinners so they don't have to.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 16:49:52 GMT
I clap when they finish a performance.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 16:50:34 GMT
I audition for Cats with them.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 16:51:36 GMT
I tiptoe through the tulips with them.
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