In which the monsters attempt to rationalize their OCD over watching Flushed Away at least a bezillion times since Saturday night's movie night. Personally, I still don't get this one.
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
In which the monsters attempt to explain their current game, which turns into a story, which turns into an epic, with no discernible beginning, middle, or end, which then quickly sounds like any member of my mother's family around the dinner table over the holidays.