Thursday, October 8, 2009

Child Of The Corn

Uncle Bob, this one's for you. She was GRABBING Oma's arm and pulling it toward her. It was hilarious!

I want a piece of that!


I've got your corn right here, baby!

I need the corn. Must have corn.



Oh ya, that's what I'm talkin' about.



Hey look. It's like a clorninet.

Come here you little kernels. I'm gonna eat you.



Arrrrgh! I'm queen of the corn! All corn will bow before me!
(Oma looks corncerned.)


I think there's still some corn in there.


Okay, I'm all cornclean now.

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