Sunday, January 28, 2007
I fought the Cuz and the Cuz won.
So my mom bought me a Cuz because all you other Bostons love the Cuz so much you have tribute photos and stuff. And now my mom thinks something is wrong with me because I only like my Cuz when he has peanut butter in his foot and I prefer my chewies because I can eat them and we all know I like to eat. So what's with this Cuz thing because I don't want my mom to think I am weird. Here is a picture of me not playing with my Cuz. (Notice the bacon tongue.)