tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17747834.post6853427047471347485..comments2008-01-27T02:32:57.363+10:00Mooselethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16874418427786990740noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17747834.post-42709935470899624812008-01-27T02:32:00.000+10:002008-01-27T02:32:00.000+10:00Maybe, but the song that invokes is soooo sweet.Momma Mooseletnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17747834.post-79104742821342015922008-01-27T02:21:00.000+10:002008-01-27T02:21:00.000+10:00Sing us a booty song, Mooselet. Better yet, just provide the lyrics. You probably inherited your mother's tin ear, and can't carry a tune in a bucket. When she sings, the cat runs and hides and the dogs two doors down the street howl mournfully.<BR/><BR/>(Boy am I gonna get it)Hee, Hee.shepsternoreply@blogger.com