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Max is a gamblin' man

Cuz that child is surely gamblin' with his life. I left him alone in the kitchen while I went upstairs to do my biznis. He pushed a chair to the counter found the only box of sweet Samoa crack and helped himself. My plan was to eat one a day, not sharing, and stretching the box out as long as I could. He thwarted my plans and certainly did not savor the taste as I would have.


If I kiss his chocolately lips would it be the same?

what if I just grabbed the half eaten one from his fingers?

The blasphemy of leaving the Samoas on the floor.

I found half eaten ones all over the house.

thanks for making me less fat, Max.

Comments

Kimberly said…
oooh- last year I caught Sam feeding on to the DOG!!! I feel your pain. I also ordered only one box so this is a good reminder to hide it well.
March 14, 2009 at 8:01 AM
diane said…
He could get a job with Jenny Craig or as a Weight Watchers counselor. Too funny. I hope you hid the rest well.
March 14, 2009 at 2:27 PM
Jessica said…
Oh, that calls for a serious time-out! :)
March 14, 2009 at 4:04 PM
Leah said…
I have killed for less!
March 14, 2009 at 7:32 PM
Jessica G. said…
How did you keep from trading him to gypsies for more Girl Scout cookies?
March 15, 2009 at 11:18 PM
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