Saturdays with Thomas, CH I have no idea...

Hey all. T- man here. Or recently better known as "The General," as I am named after 'ole Stoney. Wow. I mean, who else has enough coolness to be a Sargeant Poopypants AND a General at the same time? *Sigh* There's just too much awesomeness on this post already....starting to get all emotional....I mean, no I'm not! Okay. Let's get down to business.

In my last post, I received a note from Princess Josephine that went a-little somethin' like-a this:

Dear Sgt. Poopypants,

As far as guys who can't speak English, don't have teeth, can't control their bodily functions, can't drive, don't have a job, and still live in their 'rents crib go, you're right up there, but long distance relationships don't work for me. Plus, Judah Kim is more man to love, so you've got some wooin' to do.

Yours Truly,
"Foxy" Josephine Moxey


Oh yeah, Fancypants? Well, does Master Judah Kim get THIS kind of attention from the ladies at a church bonfire???



































This was my main squeeze for the night. Her name is Emmaline. Yeah, that's right. Princess Emmaline. Get a load of her, Princess Josephine. I mean, I hope you're not jealous or anyting...





Yeah. We hung out together. But, uh..don't tell Mama.












This is me in my bundled-upness. Ah, so cute.















Meanwhile, back at the ranch...here's Mama and me. You can tell I'm not too happy about her taking up my camera space. But hey, she's Mama, so I guess I can let it go...









Whoa. I even look awesome with one sock missing. (Who does THIS remind you of, Nana Ball?)


So, Foxy Princess. I know you're probably calling all your girlfriends right now, going over every detail of what he said/she said, but uh...I'll be waiting for your call. If I'm not already talking to Emmaline, that is..