The Popped Collar Fiasco

Winter Break Pictures! Huzah! I didn't do too much because I live in the craphole that is Springfield...and I didn't take the camera anywhere that I did go...In fact, these are the only pictures I have not from my Dad's house:

Awww...here we are at the party store...looking for party stuff I guess


This is my tiny best friend Rachel.

And that's pretty much it. Anyway, I spent a week at my Dad's house...a long, dreadful week.

That's a sweet cat that lives at Daddy's. It's name is "Boo-Boo Kitty"....seriously.

Another highlight:

This gross looking popcorn ball...apparently the fat man in the red suit is "Humphrey."


I found this enormous jug o' wine to be pretty amusing.


I found this huge stockpile of airfreshners in a closet...


Another view.

Yeah, by day 7 I was experiencing some severe Cabin Fever...look:

Things start off normal...


A little weird but still smiling...


Ok now it's getting a bit peculiar...

Then! All of the sudden,

I POPPED MY COLLAR!?! Why? I don't know, I was crazy!


UUUUNNNGGGGGH!!!!


XXXtremely popped...


The popped collar turned me into a madwoman...I began thrusting my pelvis to and fro


My pelvic thrusts were so powerful...


...that a poor Ferbie lost its life...

Anyway that sums up my time at Daddy's. Needless to say, I was uber-ready to come back to Columbus. FIN.