Lulu and the Iowa Invasion - Day 3
Hostages are taken
April 2, 2006


Day 1


Day2


Day3


Day4

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"Just because you fed me, doesn't mean you can slobber all over me. THAT'S MY JOB!" "That's wonderful Auntie Meg.  Correspondence school is a great idea." "Are you sure about these mail order chiropractor courses?" "No!  I can't see myself in the mirror.  It is not because I am slow, it is because all those photos block my view."
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"Hey, Anyone!  The dog is stealing the chicken.  Oh well, I got my dinner planned." "Before Prozac, none of them would be speaking to each other this late in the day." "They say manic-depression skips a generation." That's right, Uncle Ron.  Hand me off to Aunt Meg.  I got another Pampers' Projectile for her!"
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How many clean tops did she bring?" "I know I will get blamed for something." "Now just sit that way for an hour and 20 minutes.  And don't belch." "I hate paying $20 for my nails, but with four feet...what can a girl say?"