Captain Sleepy Pants and Her Merry Little Crew

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It is I, who drives this ship. History will bear witness to my sad little tradition. The tradition of allowing my family to sleep in and in and in while on holiday. I'm clearly aware of the consequences of this action, yet choose to drive our ship directly into the coziness of the 11 am harbor. 6 am tomorrow is looking bleak for me and my shipmates......arrrrrrrgh.

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patricia said…
I'm right there with you! Arrrrrrgh!
1/04/2009
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