That's the idea, at least. I'm walking westward from New York City for nine months or so.
If everything goes according to plan, I'll be in Oregon when the clock runs out.
If nothing goes according to plan, maybe I'll end up in Peru or Mongolia or Pennsylvania.
You can read all about the details of my trip
if you're so inclined.
Must have been some Tupperware Party!!!!!
Everyone knows what happens at those wild and swinging Tupperware parties!
That’s what we all tell our husbands when we need a girl’s night out!
Hmm.. maybe the sign recyclers should talk to the can throwers…
Hey, I didn’t even go to the Tupperware party.
There is logic to the signs. You can burp a baby and you can burp tupperwear. It’s all tied together within the society for burping.
Good one Dad!!
Could have stayed out of trouble if it was a Rubbermaid party :)
Haha! Good one!
no…you did not go there…..
Love the blurb on the site about “the Tupperware lifestyle.” Very funny.
I love it! I lauged out loud for real!!
So THAT’s where babies come from…