#1450 – Caged
Posted on January 9, 2012 at 12:00 am by Chris
Chapter: Comics
I still have a vivid memory from back when I was in a crib. My mom was downstairs in the kitchen talking to a friend. This was at night and I woke up. I could hear them talking but they couldn’t hear me yelling “Mom!” As I was cry/yelling my mouth formed a spit bubble that covered the entire opening of my mouth. I inflated the bubble with the word “mom” until it popped. Now I had a new game to entertain myself with. I was no longer upset but I continued to bubble yell until I fell back asleep.
Today’s Maximumble goes to the show.
I see you’d Cage the Biff.
I think my earliest memory (though not that vivid) is from when I was almost two years old. The only thing I remember, however, is that I was digging in a flower bed with my blue plastic spade, and I *think* most of the plants in the flower bed were withered and dead. Oh, yeah, and I was wearing a cap with a plastic rim!
I guess Biff was a baby Einstein.
Guess he slept like a baby.
My earliest memory was either getting stung by a wasp in the hand, or a huge thistle plant in the flowerbed that had such pretty purple flowers that I didn’t want mom to kill it so she didn’t. I asked Mom a while ago which was first and she said those two happened around the same time so she didn’t know either.
My fondest memory was when I was in a kiddie pool and I was jumping, trying to get my mother to look at me. As soon as she did I belly flopped and stayed under water for a full five seconds. Then I jumped up exclaiming “that’s a good swim!”
Good times
my fondest memory, was walking to my grandmother’s place, and stepping on a thistle plant…then pulling out the thistles by my self…yeah, I am independent!