Thursday, August 06, 2009
Tank
So, stupid blogger won't let me upload 2 videos to one post. Conspiracy. This is Tank my very cute kitten. He's getting bigger and bigger. I'm pretty sure his dad was a walrus. If you listen very closely you can hear John talking on my cell phone. I was multi-tasking. I'll put Frederic on later. Today is crazy at the office and I'm pretty sure I have some form of the plague. That comes with a sore throat right? AHHhhh!!!
p.s. Happy Fricken' Birthday Miranda!!!
Michael: Paaaaammmm!
Pam: What?
Michael Scott: Come here please.
Pam: Tell me before I come in there.
Michael Scott: I want you to rub butter on my foot.
Pam: No!
Michael Scott: Come here please, I have Country Crock.
Pam: No.
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4 comments:
I heard him! I also think Tank is adorable.
So what is worse, a head injury or a burn on your foot?
Definitely a cooked foot.
i'm just upset that i talk almost as loud as martha on the phone, either that or rachael had it turned up really loud.
John - you can't help it...you get it from your Mama.
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