The other day, Daddy took me to get a haircut (I need LOTS of haircuts) and my regular guy wasn't available. The lady who did it was great, and did a good job, but when she was done, she asked Daddy if I could have a S-U-C-K-E-R.
I didn't know what a S-U-C-K-E-R was, but Daddy said I could have one. I found out that it is a bunch of grape deliciousness on a stick. Don't worry Granny, nobody let me run with it!
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