So I've got people asking about my 8 and 1/2 kids, well actually the 1/2 one.
Here's the story:
One weekend, a few years ago, me and my ex Tex took the brats to the circus. I don't like those places, smelly animals, kids running around like they are on speed, and just a bunch of weird folks!
Well, Tex thought he would be 'romantic' and slip a roofie in my beer. Hmf!!!
The next thing you know, I'm running around trying to grab the elephant's tail and swing around on a giraffe's neck. I got applause....LOL!
Then Tex ran off, with that toothless stripper I think, and the brats, well who knows where they all went.
Anyhoo, I was high for the weekend and stayed at the circus.
It was one wild weekend of naked clowns, balloon animals, midgets, and cotton candy. And let me tell you, cotton candy gets really sticky when it's wet. ahahahahhahahahahhahaaaaa
Then 8 months later, I gave birth to a little girl. And she stayed little. I named her Midge. :)
So, that's my 1/2 kid. I sometimes like to dress her up as a gnome and have her stand in the yard to scare away the Jehovah's or Old Man Tillman down the street. He nearly, well he did have, a heart attack...AHAHHAHAHAHAAAAAA.....she can stand very still for a long time. I love that little whipper snapper.
So, I hope you all have a wonderful 'hump' day!
XX...Jolean
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