tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740538823923443635.post853491789693631248..comments2023-11-03T01:28:44.624-07:00Comments on My Masonic Apron: PervalertMr. Apronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00176310548094283074noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740538823923443635.post-77171812120179990262009-05-19T04:23:00.000-07:002009-05-19T04:23:00.000-07:00FOUR CHILDREN?!!!FOUR CHILDREN?!!!Mr. Apronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00176310548094283074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740538823923443635.post-44071665577152806492009-05-18T23:39:00.000-07:002009-05-18T23:39:00.000-07:00It can get worse. Someday Mrs. Apron may request y...It can get worse. Someday Mrs. Apron may request your presence, along with that of your four children. Then you'll look like an incompetent father, failing in every attempt to keep the kiddos out of the middle of the clothing racks. Relish these days of simple bra guarding.Cecilyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12625338786159338205noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740538823923443635.post-12859833146660432342009-05-18T16:42:00.000-07:002009-05-18T16:42:00.000-07:00haha well i think that's cute. i remember many a t...haha well i think that's cute. i remember many a time my ex would stand around dressing rooms by me and offer his opinion.. 'twas nice.<br /><br />ain't gonna lie.floretahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18220834824793299258noreply@blogger.com