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You Better Play.....Or Else! UPDATED!!!

I am hosting the Karnival Of Kidz on the 18th of this month. You have until Sunday to get your submissions in. Go to the link and fill out your submission form. I am very new to submitting myself. I am even newer to hosting (my first time, that's right...a Karnival virgin). I will answer any questions I can. If I cannot answer them, we will turn to our Karnival guru Val.

Now for the threat. If you do not play, I will hunt you down and take pictures of you on the toilet. If that doesn't scare you.....I will then personally poop on each and every lawn of each and every person who doesn't play (you will then be billed for my travel expenses....can you afford that? I think not!).

UPDATE: There have been some questions. I will explain (If you have anything to add Val, please do) how it works. You make a post about you as a kid or your kids (on your blog anytime before Sunday...the sooner the better). Pictures are GREAT!!!! You then submit the information for that post (using the submission form provided above). I then gather all that info, give a quick overview with everyone's links (I post that on my site on Monday). I think it is to 1) increase traffic(the people that come to my blog will see your links and we can all do trackbacks) to your site, 2) expose us all to blogs we may not normally read, and 3) brag about our darling offspring.

For you ebay surfers...If you come across some cheap Blue's Clues toddler bedding, Letme know. Emily already has Dora and Steven.....Nada!!!!!

For you Smarty pants, if you know of a good tutorial to make blinkies with Adobe PhotoShop 7.0, please let me know. I want to make my own.
UPDATE #2
I have put the links to all the blinkie sites I got my blinkies from. There are a few missing because I could not get the address to work. Go check them out. Go on now. Go adopt some blinkies. Learn to make them and then make me some free custom ones or teach me how to make my own. "Give a man a fish and feed him for a day. Teach a man to fish and feed him for a lifetime." Do you see how that applies?

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