seventy 8

i think It's a common misconception that super heroes don't bowl. now i know why. There's too much butter or wax on all their hands

7 to the 7

yes all you bug and purple cheese eaters out there, i did make this shirt. i did it only because it was required for a class i swear!

7 six

when you think of super cool minka turtle shirts don't you think of a giant rug hanging from the ceiling? Me neither

seventy 5

papa don't preach. i'm in trouble deep and i'm keeping my baby!

Slevedy Four

This is me in a tree with a pop type lolly waiting for you to see. Wouldn't you agree?
Reading a Dr. Seuss book in the morning really makes everything come out as a rhyme and yet I do it all the time. The times I don't do it I'm tired or don't like it. If I read it at work I'd be fired and I know cuz I'm psychic. You probably shouldn't take what I say literally. It'd be better taken quadrilaterally. Perhaps I should have read one of those books this morning because this poem is lame and boring. So good bye for now to you and your silly fat cow.

And remember not to slap the hired help. If you do, they tend to yelp.
(Yelp is a word right?)

Sweven see Free

Some people have real grand children while other people borrow their mother's doll that's dressed in a Halloween costume for a picture of them wearing a shirt that says "#1 Grandpa." I don't think I'll say which one of those categories I fall under. Now look back at the picture with the teeter totter and imagine me jumping on my end and launching that doll up so high in the air it'd be at least three and a half feet from the ground. Amazing right? Wrong! Children shouldn't be subjected to cruel things like that or have to listen to any song by Cher even for a moment. Trust me. I'm a #1 grandpa. Some of you might be thinking that there's no way I could really be so young and be a grandpa. Well I got a slap in the left elbow and news for you. There are some countries where it's considered weird and out of place to have lived for this long with no grand children. I don't know where those places are or even if they're human beings but still. You never know!... unless of course you find them then you'd most assuredly know.

Seventy Too

The only chain link fence near me was at the local elementary school so, as you can imagine, it was a little awkward trying to hurry and take a picture without looking like a Michael Jackson wanna be. I think it was a success. I wish I could say the same thing about my great uncle Charleston. The poor guy loved butterflies so much that he chased one into the middle of the street and got hit by an El Camino and that knocked him into a coma for three and a half weeks minus two and a half weeks. I don't think I can make that point any clearer, but just a word of advice: Always milk the cows before counting your chickens names... or something like that.