http://www.kristaoverbybestfriend.com/2006/10/25/you-can-blame-hitler-week-on-ae-for-this/ Why haven't you called me?! Fri, 21 Nov 2008 00:22:39 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.0.3 http://www.kristaoverbybestfriend.com/2006/10/25/you-can-blame-hitler-week-on-ae-for-this/#comment-15 Tue, 31 Oct 2006 16:19:21 +0000 http://www.kristaoverbybestfriend.com/2006/10/25/you-can-blame-hitler-week-on-ae-for-this/#comment-15 You took it one toke over the line! Poor Parkinson's Dad gets no respect. You took it one toke over the line! Poor Parkinson’s Dad gets no respect.

]]> http://www.kristaoverbybestfriend.com/2006/10/25/you-can-blame-hitler-week-on-ae-for-this/#comment-14 Mon, 30 Oct 2006 18:47:37 +0000 http://www.kristaoverbybestfriend.com/2006/10/25/you-can-blame-hitler-week-on-ae-for-this/#comment-14 Mom yelled "alright you kids, go clean up your rooms, enough of this talking." I looked at my sister and rolled my eyes. Dad shuffled back in, poured himself another cup of coffee and dribbled it across the floor as he slowly made his way back to the lazyboy. "Moooooom, Dad's messing up your clean floor" Sarah yelled as I headed toward my room. Mom startled me as she whipped around the corner, "you kids shut up!!, be nice to your father, he will be nothing but a jerky mass of jello in no time, so you better take advantage of him now!" She walked over to the lazyboy and patted my Dad on his head, he didn't look away from the TV. I entered my room, shut the door and let out a long, slow, sigh. I could hear Sara in her room, singing along with her music........."I believe I can fly, I believe I can touch the sky, I think about it every night and day, spread my wings and fly away. . . . . . . ." Mom yelled “alright you kids, go clean up your rooms, enough of this talking.” I looked at my sister and rolled my eyes. Dad shuffled back in, poured himself another cup of coffee and dribbled it across the floor as he slowly made his way back to the lazyboy. “Moooooom, Dad’s messing up your clean floor” Sarah yelled as I headed toward my room. Mom startled me as she whipped around the corner, “you kids shut up!!, be nice to your father, he will be nothing but a jerky mass of jello in no time, so you better take advantage of him now!” She walked over to the lazyboy and patted my Dad on his head, he didn’t look away from the TV. I entered my room, shut the door and let out a long, slow, sigh. I could hear Sara in her room, singing along with her music………”I believe I can fly, I believe I can touch the sky, I think about it every night and day, spread my wings and fly away. . . . . . . .”

]]> http://www.kristaoverbybestfriend.com/2006/10/25/you-can-blame-hitler-week-on-ae-for-this/#comment-12 Thu, 26 Oct 2006 20:31:18 +0000 http://www.kristaoverbybestfriend.com/2006/10/25/you-can-blame-hitler-week-on-ae-for-this/#comment-12 hahaha...is this dinner at krista's house? hahaha…is this dinner at krista’s house?

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