She put on her swimsuit, climbed into the shower and offered me more BACON. Thanks to my love of BACON, there was nothing I could do other than follow her, then she shut.the.shower.door, too! UGH. She was a little concerned that I would try to bolt right through the glass door in an effort to make my escape, but I didn't. I quite possibly was too terrified to move. There isn't any photographic proof of my shower experience because both of my mama's hands were busy and there wasn't any room for my papa in the shower.
However, I have after-the-shower pictures and if I do say so myself...I'm more handsomer than ever. HA! As if that's possible.
|Whiter whites and most beautiful browns|
|You tricked me!|