Because there's no such thing as too much cheese. Unrolling the braciole of consciousness; shaping the meatball of life. Because everything is funny; you just need to view it from the proper angle. Good for cats. Made in Poland. Because everything is like a hat. You know how those gorillas can be... Very unforgiving.

Wednesday, May 17, 2006

As I drove the boys to school this morning Mojo was heard saying, almost to himself:

"Abbaia means bark. Caca means poop."

And then he started singing Il Cagnolino, that wacky song we blogged about three months ago... And haven't really mentioned since.

"Abbaia e caca!"

Now it's in my head.

Curses!
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