
You know that expression sicker than a dog? Well right now I’m sicker than a pack of dogs that swallowed another pack of dogs and that last pack of dogs was pregnant. So basically I’m sicker than a dog to the exponent 8 million. Anyway, while I lie here on my deathbed forced to watch Bonanza because I can’t find the energy to change the channel, please enjoy these colorful melamine cups.




ruh row! is this your way of announcing that you’re pregnant? sick … but pregnant? well, congrats. now you’ll have even more reason for examination and ruminations of your noo-noo and all points south on the compass. (feel better, eh)
Wait, are you saying I’m fat? No, no babies. Just a head cold…not a womb bloat.