Do you remember that one? The one where we started out with a rather harmless rant… and then bounced all over the place for ONE THOUSAND NINETY-SIX comments?
Seriously – quick – go check the Readers Digest Condensed version here and I’ll wait ‘til you get back. It is pee your pants funny (I have hilarious bloggy friends)
(Yes, I get moonie-eyes when I smile. The more I squint, the happier I am)
See, we took her down to the water’s edge so she could experience the Pacific Ocean on her toes (you’re welcome Dana, for not posting that picture… I love that you kinda sorta freaked out about it, ha! :)
While we were there, she snagged a shot of my husband holding some adorable little sand critters.
Until this showed up on Facebook:
And the beauty of it? She captioned it, “MR. DADDY HAS CRABS”
Oh for the love of bladder control.
I about passed out when I saw it… and then guffawed my way through the comments.
If you recall this particular part of the original conversation:
Poor Shana had taken some heat for referring to her crabs without all of the commenters realizing that Shana has HERMIT crabs. She has NOT lived this one down.
And apparently, Mr. Daddy decided to have a little fun with this (in his quest to embarrass his wife at least once daily in a public setting):
As if it weren’t enough to be humiliated globally… my sister delivered the punchline:
(Yes, I realized that I misspelled “someone”, and that is royally bugging me. However, give me credit for typing semi-coherently when I was about to wet myself)
Now that you’re reading here… are YOU afraid to comment? :)
Disclaimer #1: No crabs were harmed in the making of this post.
Disclaimer #2: My husband does not, I repeat, NOT, have crabs.