Step Mommy Tammy
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Oh, do you need stepmother Tammy to take care of you when your mother is not in the city? I like all kinds of role-playing games, but collecting and having children as trophies is one of my favorite things to do! I am not here to replace your mother, but I promise I will let you forget how much you miss her! Mommy Tammy is here to fulfill your deepest wishes and ensure that everything you need to relax, pamper and treat yourself like a real baby is taken care of! Mother Tammy will ensure that all your secrets are kept secret and will not tell mom the bad things you think of. If you accidentally touch your mother, she will never let anyone know and will teach you the correct way to touch her improperly.
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1 (888) 430-2010November 5, 2010
Don’t bring camels in the classroom. Don’t bring scorpions to school. Don’t bring rhinos, rats, or reindeer. Don’t bring mice or moose or mule. Pull your penguin off the playground. Put your python in a tree. Place your platypus wherever you think platypi should be. Lose your leopard and your lemur. Leave your llama and your leech. Take your tiger, toad, and toucan anywhere but where they teach. Send your wombat and your weasel with your wasp and wolverine. Hide your hedgehog and hyena where you’re sure they won’t be seen. Please get rid of your gorilla. Please kick out your kangaroo. No, the teacher didn’t mean it when she called the class a “zoo. by Kenn Nesbitt Minnie
October 5, 2010
Bubble wrap, bubble wrap, pop, pop, pop. Wrapped around my bottom Wrapped around my top. I’m double-wrapped in bubble wrap It’s covering my clothes. It’s wrapped around my fingers. It’s wrapped around my toes. I’ve wrapped myself in bubble wrap exactly as I’d planned. But now I’m tied so tightly, I can barely even stand. I’m having trouble walking. I can hardly even hop. I guess I’ll have to roll today. Pop, pop, pop. Kenn Nesbitt Minnie