And one that can't be chased out with large quantities of Lysol...or Clorox...or a priest.
Hello, my name is Mama...and my addiction is:
(Courtesy Google Image)
Well, actually, it's not just me that's addicted...my entire family is, even the teen and the baby. It hit me last night, as our ENTIRE supper conversation went something like this:
"He's so fluffy I'm gonna die!!!!"
*explosions of laughter*
*giggle, gasp* "Wait, wait...what about this one: 'Cookie robots, I said COOKIE robots! Why are you...arg...why...why are you so...old?'"
*snorts of laughter*
"Unicorns I love them...unicorns I love them..."
"Dad...what's that one that makes you laugh everytime? You know...when no one else is laughing but you? Oh, YEAH...'I hate dat guy.'"
*cue tears of laughter*
Oh my word. Are other families like this? Do they have some sort of 12 step program for our family?
Hambone does so many of the lines perfectly, that we egg him on all day to do them!
Pretty please. ("De physical appearance of de please makes no difference.")