Well it seems Saturday night is wash the wire night. I was over at Asta's blog and she got a bath to. This is all so we look beautiful for Wirestock. There is nothing wrong with the way I smell. I wonder if Ozzy and Romeo have had to endure such torture? I ran away before the air dryer came out. I prefer to naturally air dry myself.
I totally disheveled this throw rug rubbing around trying to dry off.
Maybe my bed will work better?
Gotta get my beard dry.
Then to top it all off I have to endure getting combed. R-R-R-R-R
I got my revenge though. I left ring around the tub. Dad had to break out the Comet to clean it up. Hehehe.
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