Tuesday, March 31, 2009

No regrets!

Yeah, that'll teach you to go fall in the fishpond, Caleb.

(Note: he regrets nothing, he says! Nothing!)

(Note two - Emily, it's way too tempting to put him in a box and send him postage paid to your door. Cee can whoop some sense into him... no, maybe that's not such a good idea. We'd be getting a call at two AM from the police.

"There's these two Cardigans, breaking into the Food Mart!" )

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