Clean as can be
Today mom and dad decided that we all needed baths. I think this is the worst idea ever.
Tanner was just innocently watching some TV and I was relaxing on the couch when mom and dad came in...
WHAT? A bath?? No way I don't need one!!
Rog went first. Of course doofus was right there to watch his little boyfriend get a bath.
Next was Tanner's turn. He cooperates too well, it makes me look bad.
Except for the fact that he drinks all the bath water. GROSS.
Afterward Tanner laid around in his towel lookin like a doofus
Then he had to run out and show Rog how clean he was.
Then it was my turn. I HATE getting a bath!!
Afterwards I FREAK out. Thats the fun part.
Ok, I need a nap.
2 Stains:
The post-bath freakout almost makes it all worthwhile. Almost.
The only reason we allow baths is for the post freak out roll.
My brother, Willie, is just like Doofus. I am the handsome white headed brother. He is drools and even has spit bubbles if something really intrigues him.
We love your blog.
I feel your pain.
Waylon
oh, and Willie.
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