87

You have all been askin' soooo here is the story of my love for 87.

87 was my mom's favorite number when she was a little girrrrl. I don't know why... and I think it was sooooooooooooooo long ago that she furgets. hehehe
Butt she isn't 87 years old... even though she acts like it some times.

Soooo when I came here to live it was the only number she barked about.
You know stuff like.. "Frankie, I told you about that 87 times already. And Frankie Furter, do I have to let you out 87 times a day? OR Look at this mess... you have drug out 87 toys."
SOOOOO 87 USED to be my mom's favorite number, butt NOW... it's MINE.
Hey... if you didn't see Ruby and Penny's Friday Post.... you've gotta get up there and take a look. They have.... SQUIRREL ON A STICK!!!!