Bacon’s mom here. Don Juan is now considered a bratty elf beyond any kind of help. So he sends my picture to Santa that’s great. But did he have to send my picture via Playboy magazine? You can’t lie Don Juan. The proof was in yesterday’s posting that Bacon did. We won’t even discuss how much Bacon charged on daddy’s credit card to get back all of those magazines. Shakes my head.
And now you have way overstepped your boundaries here at the Hotel Thompson.
Messing with the kids is one thing. Messing with the husband is another thing. But messing with my collectible Barbie dolls – shaking head. That’s where I have to draw the line.
When I took a nap yesterday – cause Lord knows we can’t sleep at night with that freak running around rapid – I dreamed of my favorite Super Hero – Wonder Woman and what she would do with that freakzoid with her lasso of truth – giggles. We should only know how he felt about being tied up by my number one hero – HA!