You have to appreciate Quincy’s tenacity. He doesn’t miss a beat, once his dad comes barreling through the front door; thinking that his wife is in labor. He even knells down and picks up the mallet that Trina dropped and hands it over to his dad, in the hopes that he will be a more helpful assistant than Trina had been. Little boys…you gotta love ‘em.
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This is funny...especially the part when he says "I had nothing to do with this sir". Kids are always trying to find ways to get out of stuff. I bet dad wants to strangle them.
Don't cry...not on my watch! I can't be responsible. Lol. But thank you for the feedback on the blog. I love your strip. Keep it comin'.
This is my first time to your blog. You are VERY talented. I like alot.
I hope the son had nothing to do with it! lol
Thats what I call Local Anesthetic!
Hilarious! While being under the weather a bit, you still found a way to bring me to smile!
It is my lifes joy to bring a smile to you, all the way from Dallas, Texas, Fuzzy. I bet you have smile that can light up a thousand rooms. You know my goal is to bring joy into the world, one household at a time. Get better, my brother. Do I need to mail you a care package of soup?
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