William, William, it was really nothing.
There are some days when my son is whining about something very unimportant and I just want to do a Morrissey imitation. I don’t think he would get it.
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3 Comments:
oh now you have to do it!
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Anonymous, at 8:29 AM
If I were the coolest mom ever he would BE Morrissey for Halloween.
All I would need are some band-aids. I think we have some Blue's Clues....
Now I just need someone to be Johnny Marr....
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fred, at 8:34 AM
This is a good example of why you are Mother of the Year, no matter what ANYONE else says about it.
You can dress him as Morrissey, and you can dress as Johnny Marr. How DOES one dress as Johnny Marr?
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Anonymous, at 10:35 PM
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