Aug
12
2010
Worst… Party… Ever…
(while attempting to cut nails)
Dad: That’s your hands… Time for your toenails.
RJ: (curls into a ball) I have no feet or hands. I am a boulder!
Dad: … Uhhh… Okay… Then how did you get here?
RJ: In a paper bag — a party bag. Someone left me here.
