Brain Damage

This is my boy's newest hobby. I think it is called "I-am-so-stupid-you-wouldn't-even- believe-it".

Because they are not stupid ENOUGH...they are going to spend the day beating the crap out of each other.

And because they are wearing head gear and gloves, it somehow does NOT count as beating the crap out of each other.

Nor does blood, or the shrewish voice of their mother threatening to ground them forever.

Really...there are no words. They are just stupid. And stupid is as stupid does.

And speaking of stupid (AND newest hobby) THIS is what happens when you are a STUPID DOG. A stupid dog who tries to take on a car.

Because, really, for the next AT LEAST SIX and maybe TEN weeks I would most definitely, certainly LOVE to nothing but babysit this crazy ass dog, as WELL AS clean these pins off each day.

BUT I do have the privilege of tripping over him 24 hours a day, as well as being constantly speared in the back of the leg by the big cone-head. Something is definitely in the water. And that something is called stupid. And as you know, there is NO cure for stupid. Valium, please.