Multicultural Chaos at the Birth Control Bed & Breakfast
Thursday, September 27, 2007
The Life of the Party
You know you are in trouble when you end up wearing the lampshade.
(Don't worry. Nothing serious. Just a little skin infection that Typhon needed to leave alone. If only you could hear him when he would try to escape out of the kitchen with that thing on. "Whoosh, thrump." Plastic slapping on the door frame. He's a little uncoordinated at the best of times!)