All Out of Uke

Phew.  What a week.  But it’s Friday.  And I have a wine opener.  I’m not afraid to use it.

But first, here’s Installment Three of Uber Cheesy 80’s Love Songs Massacred on Herbert for VD Awareness.  Or something.

Happy MFBT!


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15 thoughts on “All Out of Uke

  1. I accidentally pressed pause after you said goodbye. Your song was adorkable as always but maybe don’t press pause right after you say goodbye. That’s all I’m saying.

  2. Christ on a cracker, woman, you are gorge! After the baby evacuates you’re supposed to deteriorate like the rest of us, but your hair is shiny, swingy, enviable and you have a glow about you.
    Wait, 1,2, how many months is Paul? Oh shit, you’re GLOWING. Irish twins?

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