Musings of an Italian-American Catholic wife, mother, and writer.
BLECK, ICK, PATOOEY.
cough, spit, spit, cough, cough
Well, at least we know why YOU swallowed a fly.But you're not old!
Now I'm singing the song..."I don't know why he swallowed the fly. Perhaps he'll die." But we know you won't die! :o) Cathy!
E' successo a te Maria? (eh!, eh!)
Ahahaha! Now THAT is the PERFECT illustration. Bravo on the find! Patooey on the bug!
Fresh protein? Is that the bright side?
you really don't know the rules for biking!!
christopher,i do now.love,your auntie bia
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