I think I will take up sucking my thumb. I'll carry around a snuggle bunny and a sippy cup. If someone tries to talk to me I wont talk back because I'll be sucking my thumb. If someone tries to give me something I'll show them my snuggle bunny and my sippy cup. Sorry. My hands are full. At night, I'll share my thumb with snuggle bunny. That's how it will be. Me, sippy, snuggle bunny and thumb. Suck, Suck, yum, yum.
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I am all for that life. Unfortunately for us, we have grown out of that stage. That's why we have prozac. Babies get binkis, we get prozac.
Somebody needs a vacation.
When I feel like that, I just cuddle up under my desk and take a nap. Lesley and I have decided that we should put a mattress under there.
It's back in the corner; if you wanted to take a nap there (while sucking your thumb), I'm sure nobody would notice.
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