A Gorilla’s Funeral

When you live with children you see weird things. I never thought I would walk into a gorilla’s funeral service but apparently the family arranged for it to take place in my bedroom.


I still don’t know the cause of death but I found him here in his guitar shaped coffin after work tonight.

The Mellix boys have always been wonderful about leaving their stuff in the refrigerator. Maybe they think an exchange is required.

Sure you can have a Capri Sun…just leave your Power Ranger pistol on the eggs and we’ll call it even.


Never a dull and boring experience with my family 🙂

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