I remember my first bjork experience. I was wearing a plaid skirt and a white button down shirt and my glasses were held together with tape. Oh wait. That was my first dork experience. Carry on.
Those things work fine until your first bjorn grows to be taller than you.
Oh, and by the way, I was walking towards a guy who was carrying his little one that way and I watched as he crumpled in pain when the little guy kicked him in the nuts.
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if he starts wearing weird clothes or singing in Icelandic, he's having his first-Bjork experience!
Oooh, don't you just hate it when insom writes something so funny you can't possibly follow it? Well, not really. Once again, bravo, insom! :-)
P.S. Dad & Owen look sweet.
I remember my first bjork experience. I was wearing a plaid skirt and a white button down shirt and my glasses were held together with tape.
Oh wait. That was my first dork experience.
Carry on.
Those things work fine until your first bjorn grows to be taller than you.
Oh, and by the way, I was walking towards a guy who was carrying his little one that way and I watched as he crumpled in pain when the little guy kicked him in the nuts.
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