Darling Interwebbers,
Apparently my charm has proved too much for the usual impersonal venues (facebook, email, texting) and my mother joined forces with my friends to force me to channel my creative wellspring of sass into a more ignorable area of the internets. Blogging, it was determined, is just the ticket.
I'll start with a description of one of my personal idols, my 11 year old brother LUCASS the sassmaster.
Lucass: is the sassmouthing 11 year old "dude" of the family. He struggles to keep
his dimwitted family abreast of the sports world (NFL, NBA, MLB, what?) and has yet
to meet a sport he hasn't dominated at recess. He is currently fending off college
football coaches, citing his urge to focus on 5th grade. Non-Packer fans, beware
the wrath/sass of Lucass.
and to round out this blog post (goodness gracious I feel pompous saying that), here is a song I've been enjoying lately for its incorrigible peppiness.
The best part is at the very end... My guess is they missed the boat, but I just appreciate the goofiness of it all.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IX2pxtkhx-M
Love, (I gotta get a GossipGirl style exit strategy... you think you love me?)
Marf
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