So, uh, Duane got me a pony (and flowers, of course. Yay, lilies!) for Valentine's Day. Lola is so cute. She's a Beanie Baby originally named Thunderbolt but her name had to be changed to Lola. Oh the irony! You see, as children Duane and I both had those little riding horse things (not rocking horses) that were mounted on springs and made gallopping sounds when you flipped a switch. Well, Duane named his Lola. (Who names a horse Lola?! :-p) And upon learning this, I obviously made fun of him A LOT.
So somewhere along the way, he began saying that he got me a pony, a real Lola, when I would pester him for hints about a present.:
Well, this time it was a pony. And as for why its slightly ironic and oooh so funny that its Beanie Baby name was Thunderbolt. My play horse's name was Thunder. Ya know, a manly, tough, rugged stalion kinda name, so not Lola. Don't laugh at Duane too much.Aslo here are my pretty flowers, lol.
So somewhere along the way, he began saying that he got me a pony, a real Lola, when I would pester him for hints about a present.:
Me: Whaaaaaaat did ya get me? Huh, huh, huh?!?!
Duane: A pony!
Me: Gah! Its not a pony!
Well, this time it was a pony. And as for why its slightly ironic and oooh so funny that its Beanie Baby name was Thunderbolt. My play horse's name was Thunder. Ya know, a manly, tough, rugged stalion kinda name, so not Lola. Don't laugh at Duane too much.Aslo here are my pretty flowers, lol.
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