I was playing house with SG and she was the Mommy and she told me to put my monkey panties in the wash and safety pin my bunny panties to my t-shirt 'cause there's lot of bad boys hanging out on the playground. See (flips skirt).
ROFLMAO. *wipes tears* *is momentarily distracted by SouthernKid* *refocuses*
Believe it or not Mojo I'm not at all worried about you. Your bunny is a bit raggedy from being tossed around so much in your marriage but it's actually a rabbit straight out of X-men, with hidden superpowers because your daddy loved you. (Dear fathers of daughters, listen closely, because that what unconditional love and acceptance can for your girls). Playing with bad boys in your case is a waste of time, at least in the long run, but not inherently dangerous. Your bunny will dust itself off, shake its ears, mutter "Darn, that hurt. Meanie." and hop away in search of redder carrots.
