tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567369378356705063.post2663341470748045660..comments2024-03-28T11:38:43.623-07:00Comments on the late phoenix: LEO, MY FRIEND, MY NEMESISthe late phoenixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04397137348877891309noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6567369378356705063.post-76437799986629795972012-04-29T00:22:18.369-07:002012-04-29T00:22:18.369-07:00When the lion started talking in the Dad's voi...When the lion started talking in the Dad's voice, I nearly shit myself. If I had a stuffed animal that spoke in my Dad's voice - whether it was when I was a kid, or right now - I would hit it repeatedly in the head with a hammer. I love my Dad, but his voice just should not be coming out of a stuffed toy.<br /><br />-JackJack and Jillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00621526029674020006noreply@blogger.com