Last night Whiskey and Fancy headed over to the church because Fancy had an appointment with the Bishop. While waiting, Sexy Zecksy (the man this time) was there waiting, too. We were looking after a couple of little kiddlets who were with their dad. So Whiskey began telling them that we had fake teeth, etc. All of a sudden, Sexy-Zecksy whips out his false teeth to show the kids. The 4 and 6 year old look mesmerized by this. I personally wanted to laugh hysterically and was appalled, disgusted, and ready to hurl. EWWWWWWW
Meanwhile, the other Sexy Zecksy came strolling through holding a baby. When I asked whose baby that was, she said, oh, I can't remember their names. Uh, I am thankful I do not have a newborn. Whiskey, when baby brick house is born, do NOT, i repeat DO NOT let either of the Sexy Zecksys near him/her!
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