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quirkyloon said…
*snort*

You had me at sperm.

Whoa Nelly.

That doesn't sound quite right. I mean "#1 Sperm Donor Dad" HILARIOUS!

And I'm happy that your'e finally finding that there is life beneath the white stuff. hee hee

You can come bake here in AZ! hee hee
nonamedufus said…
Just to be clear, sperm and white stuff are two separate things, eh? Yeah, we don't even realize the snow is gone until after the hockey playoffs are over. Only in Canada.
nonamedufus said…
Well not for lack of trying on Mark Cuban's part. He's more of a showman than any NBA player I've seen. I think lots of folks were pulling for the Mavs, a little tired of all the showboating going on with James, Bosh and Wade. Love the jokes like "Why did James never go to college? Because he would have always had problems with the finals."
Boom Boom Larew said…
I'm kinda fond of that praying mantis one....
00dozo said…
I'm sad that the Canucks didn't win, but glad that all this playoff stuff is over. Of course we have baseball to look forward to in October (or is it now December?).

;-)

Heh, heh - the sperm donor daddy card. That's a good one!

Oh, and Happy Father's Day to you!!
nonamedufus said…
Yeah, the epitome of love...in insect land. Now there've been times I've had my head bitten off, but thank God not literally.
nonamedufus said…
I was sad at the loss too. Sadder over the rioting that went on after the game.

Thanks for the Father's Day wishes. Be spending the afternoon with my kids and grandkids. Cool.

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