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Posted at 10:10 AM in Appalling Regional Delicacies, This Week in Suburbia | Permalink
Now that I know you're a smoker, that changes everything.
Audubon Ron |
November 01, 2010 at 02:41 PM
If your kids got the reference, I'm sure they loved having Mom slink around the porch, slurring/purring Halloween greetings to all their friends and neighbors.
I figure our kids' generation will be blaming us during therapy sessions some day. Why not give them their money's worth?
Seriously Jess |
November 02, 2010 at 02:58 AM
Sadly, since my debut as Middle Age Hannah Montana a few years ago, it has become almost impossible to embarrass them. I may have peaked too soon.
Suburban Kamikaze |
November 02, 2010 at 08:02 AM
Try going as a photo album. Use only photos taken before they were old enough to defend themselves. Caption the photos in cutesy-clever ways.
They can still be embarrassed. You've just got to want it badly enough.
Robert K |
November 02, 2010 at 09:27 AM
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