A Wet Mudshark
Good Lord, what's going on in here???
* slaps everyone across the face with a wet mudshark *
Oh, uh, Sorry! Sorry! Seemed like a good idea in my head.
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As I mentioned earliers, we were watching the horse race on mom's big-screen, and as they were rounding the last turn, Mom brushed the remote and hit the mute button. Trying to un-mute, she changed the channel, fumbled to change it back. Just a few moments...
Yeah. Watching pre-race tv for hours, griping about waiting for the big race to start, and then missing the big finish... priceless!
Crown: Triple or Royal? Discuss. Or drink!
Party on & good night, Gracies!