Tuesday, December 30, 2008

I Love It When You Call Me Big Mama


Here is a lovely email we received from Shea:

My husband caught this as he was driving. Since I now try to keep my trusty camera with me at all times, I grabbed a quick pic of it. First I was thinking why would anyone advertise their size like that, and then I saw the Where's Bubba? on the plate. So many thoughts ran through my mind. Did she sit on him?

Ha! Do any of you know where Bubba is?

7 comments:

ydontusteponit said...

maybe she ate him

Shannon said...

I just found your blog. This is so funny!!

FreedomFirst said...

Oh man. That is just all twisted and wrong!

Watercolor said...

Hey now, I just dated a guy named (okay, nicknamed) Bubba and he was a sweetie. :)

But if he'da called me Big Mama, we'da tangled.......

LadyStyx said...

Oh my! Reminds me of the comics that come out with the fat woman (or Santa) putting up fliers for her missing dog (or his reindeer)and the reason why she (he) is missing them is because the poor critter got sat on and wedge inbetween the cheeks...

Mari said...

This gets the super southerner award!

Sarah said...

Bubba's with Forrest, of course!