"Mom, the magot's gone." Well that is something you don't here every day. Imagine your son coming to you with an empty bag with a hole in it, face distraught. Then your face is distraught. Not only is the Nature Scout Merit Badge in jeopordy, but hey, there is a magot in your house! Probablly on the counter. Probably stuck to a peice of bread you ate. Oh the possibilities. Luckily (hmm) the other already dead magots did not get out and they will be taken as an offering to the scout master. And one day we will swat that magot, now fly, flat!
fyi: Magots, compliments of the Francis's dead bird they found in their furnace.
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Mom, the magot's gone
Posted by Laurie at 6:09 PM
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Ahh, Man! Y'all got some of the Francis' magot's? Lucky! I wish we would've thought to get some. If anyone sees any more magots squirming around, would you let Trent know?
Hopefully that Magot didn't find its way over to the neighbors house to the East! You should have seen your face when Jack told you the Magot had escaped. Can't wait to do that merrit badge with Max (not) you know how we love bugs!! LOL.
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