Ed woke me up at 5:30 Thursday morning...to drag me out side to find we'd been flocked. There were about 60 plastic flamingos, the sign and a paper that said (paraphrasing here) for $5 the youth group would come pick them up, for $10 we could pick who'd be the next to get flocked, or for $15 we could pick who'd be next and it would be insurance that the flock would not return to our yard. (Great fundraiser for church, huh!?!) So I laughed, went back to bed, and around noon, Noah and Chloe and I loaded them in a tub. I drove over to Don's house and Chloe and I "flocked" Don's yard..hehe....while NOah sat in the car going on about we shouldn't be doing this and this was wrong and so on....hehehe!! Watch out...you might be next!
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lmbo! I don't know what is funnier: the fact that you got "flocked" (I have never heard of that!) or the fact that Noah refused to help because he didn't think it was right! love it!
I had never heard of it either...have now! Isn't he a hoot!?!
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