Fridays With Freddy: “Freddy in Acrylic”
I typically don’t faint with gratitude when someone attempts to capture my likeness on canvas
I typically don’t faint with gratitude when someone attempts to capture my likeness on canvas
Fridays With Freddy ~ People send the biped things. I don’t know why, but the packages are always arriving,
Do I miss the biped? Not particularly. Do I care why he leaves or where he goes?
The biped thinks he’s “artistic.” Just because he can dangle his ape-like arm out the window and fire off an out-of-focus selfie
A box arrived this morning. In the box, was another box.
Indoors, the tree was superb,
Yesterday, the same movie was on all day. It was about a little brat who wanted a BB Gun for Christmas
Holy Milkbone! I don’t even believe what I’m looking at. Is that me?
Technically, this is a misleading headline. Freddy is several hundred miles north of me. Sort of…
“Mike – Last year, you recorded the Grinch song on your answering machine.
Debb Williams Don’t pull that doggy up by his neck! Sup with that Mike? 5:25 pm, 12/5/14
Walking where I shouldn’t walk, eating what I shouldn’t eat.
So the bipeds took me shopping for a Christmas tree on Black Friday.
Pig. It’s What’s for Dinner
Little Freddy enthusiastically (understatement) welcomes Mike home.