Turns out two wrongs DO make a right.
Showing posts with label swear. Show all posts
Showing posts with label swear. Show all posts
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Newton's 3rd Law
Growing up we had a strict no swearing policy in the Apitz house. The kibosh was quickly put on anything and everything that even hinted at profanity.
To my mom, who I love dearly, I say A for effort. Every time I stitch the f-bomb in cross stitch I think of you, and how proud you must be of me.
XOXO,
Your Angelic Daughter Shanna
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