Dear Santa, Please bring me this for Christmas. Or my b-day. Or a groovy graduation gift.
I will love him and feed him and call him George.
(Actually, I'll call him whatever the hell he wants so he doesn't kill me in my sleep)
All my love,
Mother Firefly.
2 comments:
I can see this.... in your house - and I have never even been there.
Do like.
I love the last picture. He looks like he just walked in the room and is waiting for candy.
Creeeeeeeeeeeeepy with a capital Creep.
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