Snap Chat (Part XIII)

Happy Tuesday, you crazy clowns. 

Dammit Claire, you never get anyone anything! 

One time, I found "How to Control Your Teenager" at my parents house.

Louisiana Leopard Lover

Kids these days.

Confused as to why maternity pants don't fit him properly.

"Bat Man, we need three party platters...STAT."

Snapping and driving, also irresponsible. At least you're wearing a seatbelt.

"They're coming back, I swear!"

He's happy to be there.

Giving people facials and also the creeps, everyday!

Reminder: send Snaps to sydneyfletcher1@gmail.com!

Snap Chat (Part XII)

G'day mates. I hope all you enjoy these as much as I have. 

New member of the Village People.

Thumbs up for life!

This is disappointing. 

Her apples look like apple slices.

I thought these were chicken nuggets. 

St. Patrick's Day:

Top o' the morning' to ya!

LeBron may not be promoting this version.

I bet it would be the "Shrimp Flavor".

Turn down for what?

Hungry?

Thank you for sending me your Snaps, yet again! Luv u. 

Snap Chat (Part XI)

We are on a roll here my fellow comrades. The blog has reached 19,000 views and I can not thank all of you enough. LOVE ME AS MUCH AS I LOVE YOU. 

Burger Queen "Have it Your Way"

Singing "Wonderwall"

Please make more Snaps like this.

Foreshadowing her future, perhaps. 

Bittersweet notes from children.

"If you want my body and ya think I'm sexy..." 

Studying for his next role?  

The Cub: where love is found and dignity is lost. 

So many political statements to be made, so little time. 

And lastly, everyone's favorite word. 

If you enjoy the blog, feel free to share it with your friends via Facebook, Twitter, Blogger, telegram, telepathy, whichever! If you don't enjoy the blog, then:

Send your Snaps to sydneyfletcher1@gmail.com

Snap Chat (Part X)

Happy 10th Anniversary and more importantly, HAPPY FAT TUESDAY! I've been busy flailing down mountains, so I appreciate you sending me your snaps from this weekend's festivities. Here we go:

Ready to greet the day. 

The perfect way to recover from Gemini.

Yes.

This is Shreveport Mardi Gras.

"Who live in a pineapple under the sea? Yeah hood rat, no one goes harder than me."
(That's the Spongebob rap.) 

At first, I thought this was Beyonce. 

Aren't we all.

Subtle, Phil. 

RUDOLPH!

What's worse: child on a leash or rabbit?

Remember to send snaps to sydneyfletcher1@gmail.com! Love ya.