Ooooooookaayyy, I give. Is it an apple or a donut??

Dooce, you should post at silly o'clock more often - gives us Englishers a chance at the top :)

I reckon it's a big wadge of gum...

"Do you like sea food?" (See food).

"Sure I do."

"AAAAaaaaaahhhhh."

It's a banana.

I just want to know if it's going down or on it's way out. ;)

I'm in Forks, at one time known as the armpit of the world, but with age comes mellowing. It's now home sweet home. Not in Europe, just the good ole USA & up laaaaate. Read nocturnal tot.

Forgot to mention all of you Armstrongs rock.

Thanks for the good times you add to life.

Q: What do you toss to a drowning lawyer ?

A: His partner!

Fresh from my shower, I stood in front of the mirror complaining to my husband that my breasts were too small.

Instead of characteristically telling me it's not so, he uncharacteristically came up with a suggestion.

"If you want your breasts to grow, then every day take a piece of toilet paper and rub it between your breasts for a few seconds."

Willing to try anything, I fetched a piece of toilet paper and stood in front of the mirror, rubbing it between my breasts.

"How long will this take?" I asked.

"They will grow larger over a period of years," my husband replies.

I stopped.

"Do you really think rubbing a piece of toilet paper between my breasts every day will make my breasts larger over the years?"

Without missing a beat he says, "Worked for your ass, didn't it?"

i think it might be a banana, but i really don't want to know.

the only reason i am here is i am still up. if i stay up past midnight, there is no telling when i will fall asleep. current time, 5:15.

Nothing like a man chewing with his mouth open to start the day!

ooops a bit slow. changing posting times now ay? its all good, as usual. :)

I still can't believe a self-confessed dork was allowed to take expensive photographic equipment on a ski/snow-boarding trip!

I know exactly what you mean about the baby-mobility. I now look back on the time when my son was immobile as possibly the most peaceful six months of my life. Of course that sort of peace-of-mind is gone now for ever. Now its toddling and climbing and running with someones-keys-in-his-hand, next, snowboarding, bungee-jumping, fast cars, loose women and endless worry until the day I die. Pass the vodka!

Bring back Leta! It's been 12 photos since last we saw Leta, she could be dating by now for all we know.

Looks like a 'nana too!
Well done on this fabbo site, tis 11.13pm here in the land downunder.
Cheers!