Humor · summer

Every. Frickin’. Year.

Autumn

scan0008“Why, here’s that silly ol’ fly swatter! I was looking for that all summer. Oh well. I better hang it up on this hook so I know where to find it next summer!”

Winter

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“Tommy, you quit hitting your sister with that nasty  ol’ fly swatter. You know Santa is watching! Now go put it back where ever you found it.”

“I will, Mom!”

Spring

scan0010Oh honey, isn’t it lovely outside? So warm and the birds are chirping and…well looky here! Our first little insect friend. Hello friend. Welcome to our happy home!”

Summer

scan0011“Where’s the fucking fly swatter?!?!?!”

Autumn

scan0008“Why, here’s that silly ol’ fly swatter! I was looking for that all summer. Oh well. I better hang it up on this hook so I know where to find it next summer!”

I think you see where I’m goin’ with this. Thanks for stopping by.

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