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Pause Ponder and Pun #142


I'm not even gonna go there.

But you can.

And then come back Saturday to see how you made out. (pun intended)

Comments

Paula Wooters said…
Maryse says Dufus is a total bear in the morning.
moooooog35 said…
It was the very next morning that Judy decided "no more tequila."
Cheryl said…
Thank gawd last night was not a 3 dog night.
Ziva said…
Wow. That's just grizzly.
Shawn @ StubbornFool.com said…
Sheila felt that the arguments between her and her husband were becoming unbearable.
Shawn @ StubbornFool.com said…
Sheila's family was against the wedding but it was her bear to cross.
skeeter said…
We can't even talk anymore, all he does is moan and groan, he wont keep his paws off me. All he wants to do is put his "lil boo boo" ib my picnic basket! I wish he would just hibernate.

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