Ha! And you thought things were getting goofy with just one COCONUT.
Sorry, but sometimes my hormones get the best of me. Besides, they were on sale.
THREE’S COMPANY.
Ha! And you thought things were getting goofy with just one COCONUT.
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7 responses to “THREE’S COMPANY.”
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Sal, you dirty boy! Make sure you’re safe 😉
Go get ’em boi! -
Nyana, Nyana, Nyana:
When I speak of hormones, I mean in the *maternal* sense.
Besides…all three told me that they’re looking for somebody younger.
Sal
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Awww… sweet!
They look quite similar – are they related? -
Triplets?? Congratulations! Uhhhm… ?
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I cannot decide whether I should feel like the biggest perv on the planet or collapse the blame on you for forming rather not-so-societally-accepted relationships with coconuts.
This whole thing with coconuts, Lisa Marie and Beer is just nuts!
Do we have to think about baby gifts now? I am not walking into a baby store to buy gifts for coconut triplets!Oh by the way, I started updating my blog now. See yaa Hot Mamma!
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Maternal sense … uh huh, that was surely my first thought.
Your mind is a vast and mysterious place methinks.
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Who can resist a fuzzy coconut, let alone three! Just look at their adorable hairy faces! I guess there’s a little mom in all of us.
Now, when I look at these three, I immediately see them dressed as the Andrews Sisters singing “Don’t sit under the coconut tree with anyone else but me…” If you have any false eyelashes and lipstick hanging around it might be doable.
Have a nutty day!
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