Sunday, December 03, 2006
My bad, Noni
I stood there and insisted that you owned one of these, and if not you then it was Grandma. Turns out I own one of these. I guess that's why pulling out the Christmas decorations every year is...well...like Christmas. I never remember what I have.

Yes, he asks you if you're ready for this, and then wiggles his butt at you. I'm not sure I was ever ready for that ;)