Monday, October 02, 2006
Holiday Gift Ideas
In case someone in my family, or a complete stranger with a severe generosity complex, reads this and is looking for a gift for me, I want one of these:
A Gift For Me
I'm not sure why, just looks like quite the thing to liven up a party.
A Gift For Me
I'm not sure why, just looks like quite the thing to liven up a party.
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EXCUSE ME!!! This is your WIFE here......just what kind of parties have you been attending? Huh? I do believe I was told those trips were for BUSINESS???
BTW, is this any indication of what I can expect for Christmas? Well, Buster, I can tell you now, that's not on my list.
Oh, my mother told me not to marry you (and THANKS for proving HER right! That's the gift that will keep on giving......forever…....and ever...........and ever.......and…....{sigh}......)
Oh, what will the neighbors think? What if you're ever elected President? Surely the press will dig this up and have a field day. I won't be able to hold my head up at the grocery store when I go in at 1 AM in my tattered bath robe with my hair in curlers to pick up 5 lbs. of bon-bons and the latest issue of "Inquiring Dweebs." Oh, No siree! You'll be on the COVER of "Inquiring Dweebs!" So much for me blending in with the crowd. (Hey, does that mean we can get a free copy of that issue? That would be Soooo Cool!)
Anyway -- Oh, what will Thanksgiving dinner be like from now on? (Come to think of it: never mind, the relatives all KNOW how you are and none of them are the slightest bit fazed by you anymore.)
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BTW, is this any indication of what I can expect for Christmas? Well, Buster, I can tell you now, that's not on my list.
Oh, my mother told me not to marry you (and THANKS for proving HER right! That's the gift that will keep on giving......forever…....and ever...........and ever.......and…....{sigh}......)
Oh, what will the neighbors think? What if you're ever elected President? Surely the press will dig this up and have a field day. I won't be able to hold my head up at the grocery store when I go in at 1 AM in my tattered bath robe with my hair in curlers to pick up 5 lbs. of bon-bons and the latest issue of "Inquiring Dweebs." Oh, No siree! You'll be on the COVER of "Inquiring Dweebs!" So much for me blending in with the crowd. (Hey, does that mean we can get a free copy of that issue? That would be Soooo Cool!)
Anyway -- Oh, what will Thanksgiving dinner be like from now on? (Come to think of it: never mind, the relatives all KNOW how you are and none of them are the slightest bit fazed by you anymore.)
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