Here are some Pics from Thanksgiving. At the top is Mark and I, in the middle pic is my brother Matt on the left, me of course and my cousin Nick on the right. The bottom pic is my mom on the left me again and my Aunt Luann on the right. We had fun my grandma cornered Mark for an hour telling him stories of all her falls we all thought it was hilarious. We went to Marks family afterwards. By the way Taryn I did spell check on this.
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I am so proud of you! You posted Thanksgiving pictures already! Your so funny, you better spell check! You and Mark are so cute! You matched how sweet :) Your family is so cute. I will get to meet them at your wedding.
Tell Mark the correct slogan is "Maybe it's Maybelline" not "Maybe she's Maybelline," therefore proving that we were also slack in our judging, ultimately negating any downgrading of the validity of the bowling premature celebration and the "Comin' round the Mountain" incident. He'll know what I mean.
PS: Where are the pics of the dream teams' victory? :)
Mark here!
Hello Matt and Nick (my future brother n cousin-in-law, respectively),
Sorry, but I was wrong. I now realize that yinz really do deserve some congratulations.I have to say that your lame attempt at salvaging a shred of self-respect after your game night CHARITY-win has proven to be even MORE shameless than the actual charity-win itself! WOW! I TRULY DIDN'T THINK IT WAS POSSIBLE!!! The depths to which you are able to sink are incredible. How are you able to do it? Does it hurt? Do you feel all dirty afterward? Are you able to sleep or does dressing in your favorite lingerie and downing a tub of rocky-road ice cream make it all better?
Just curious.
p.s. I do believe that the answer I gave was "maybe IT'S Maybeline", which was correct. Nikki and I find that just knowing WE are the true champions is reward enough, so please hold your applause. Better yet, save it for when you guys finally get pubes.
Take care!
As .5 of the Dream Team, I have no choice but to respond to this blasphemy. First off, I don't even like rocky road, unless it is in a waffle cone...and as for the lingerie comment, produce pics or it didn't happen. I'm not going to lie, I don't know the pain of holding a silver medal, except when I play my mom at Big Boggle. The best advice I can give is to practice long and hard. Even though that won't work, at a quick glance it might resemble some sort of competitive play. Now it is true that Nick and I pretty much fell asleep towards the end waiting for your guys to catch up, only to crush your hopes and dreams of becoming the champs...for that I am sorry. In the end the bottom line is this: I roll purple craniums like its my job. It's that kind of clutch play that wins championships. Until next time!
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