The mighty T-Rex! Which would make me Uncle T-Rex. Though he was calling me Mister Uncle Chutney. Well, yet another identity crisis…
The mighty T-Rex! Which would make me Uncle T-Rex. Though he was calling me Mister Uncle Chutney. Well, yet another identity crisis…
oh.my.lord. What-a-cutie!
Watch out for those confusions. It’s how I ended up as “ogre.”
Now I know!
Mr. Uncle! All I know is THAT kid can call me whatever he wants. Sure was good to see you. I think you are my only relative the Pastor likes.
Heh. I hereby dub him my Agnostic Pietist-in-Law.