We Took Xander to the Democratic Caucus Last Weekend

2/11/2008

He’s been quite the traveler of late. Especially late at night. Over the past few evenings, after being tucked in, Xander has “feeled” (his word) my contacts, dropped my contacts, “cleaned” my contacts and has now gorged himself on water and rubbed my Axe Deodorant Stick all over himself. Now he’s very bloated and the whole upstairs is “Smelling Like a Hunk of Man Candy”. Okay, maybe I shouldn’t wear the stuff either. At my age, Tums are more my candy of choice.

Somehow, this will all be my fault.

Seriously, we need to put a bell on this kid. Or maybe just tie him to his bed.

Brian “Old Man Candy” Hardy

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