I Was Born In Dusseldorf and That Is Why They Call Me Rolf
The odds are good that out of the hundreds of people that read this blog, someone somewhere is going to find this offensive. I understand that and I sympathize. However, when my husband showed this to me I laughed till I cried. And I don't do that normally. This is the funniest thing I have ever seen in my life but I DO NOT recommend it become a children's book.
1 Comments:
Awwwww! We had a Hitler cat when I was 12. I feel so nostalgic.
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