This is Daisy. No, I can’t get a better picture of her. She never stops moving. It is like she wakes up to the best day ever, every day. I imagine this is what life on a delightful cocktail of uppers feels like. No one likes her but me. We are similar that way.
Didn’t even slide off the side and splat like the plastic water bottle a big dufus-head of a butterfinger dropped.
In the running for King of the “boy mom” memes.
I hope you haven’t been waiting 10 years for the cliffhanger. I’ll catch you up right-quick. Everyone is dead or divorced and there is a new terrible dog and I have a pretty terrible mullet.
Get fucking excited.
Nack and a Nap 