Monday, July 18, 2011

Lord, I Have a Question...

Lord

Why do my knees smell like ketchup? And how many dirty llama had to die to make these curtains? And why does my mom insist on cutting my hair herself? She's good at making quilts, but I just wanna get my hair done at the mall like the other girls.

4 comments:

Kev D. said...

There's no way that any book could ever answer all of the questions raised by this cover.

Anonymous said...

Why am I grabbing my feet?
Why am I wearing my brother's football jersey?

Doug Brunell said...

Those dead eyes ...

borky said...

Cover:

Lord, I have a question...why did you make my mother want a girl so much she cut off my todger...and why do I live in a special 'cellar' below the cellar with hidden trapdoor access to it...and why does she keep muttering to herself, remember Austria...what's Austria got to do with anything...and...?