In the beginning, there was snow. And the snow begat snowplows, snowblowers, snow shovelers and very large pick-up trucks with blades. And the snowplows, snowblowers, snow shovelers and very large pick-up trucks with blades begat snow berms. And the snow berms begat -- BERMTOPIA.
Friday, August 12, 2011
Hudson Beebe
I want.
Want. Want. Want. Want. Want.
I want Wilson fifth grader, Hudson Beebe, as my dogsitter. Solely on the basis of his name.
A name that belies wisdom and gravitas well beyond his years. A name that is aristocratic, authoritative and elegant. A name that is sure to impress when, at my next cocktail party, I casually drawl, "Why, yes, as a matter of fact, we're going with Hudson Beebe this year. Why do you ask?"
I expect the room will go silent.
Hudson Beebe. Dogsitter? Fortune 500 company? Wall Street investment firm? You decide.
And the best thing? Hudson Beebe has a subsidiary! Cooper Beebe TG (aka, third grader).
I want Hudson Beebe as my dogsitter. Today.
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Do you think Hudson Beebe would direct Cooper to be the pooper scooper?
ReplyDeleteSorry, couldn't resist. I think I'm already jealous of the Beebe brothers success!
-Chandra at Daley's Dog Years
Bwahahahahahahahahaha. Sorry, younger bro!
ReplyDeleteI wonder whether he has a Red Rider. :) Boys with the last name Beebe can't go wrong. (Girls, however, might not fare so well. Can you say "Boobe"?) :P
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