So I have not gotten here in like twenty million years. I miss it. So I signed on the blog to say stuff, and I forgot what I was going to say. And I have been busy. But I will attempt to get on here more. No promises though. So I have a friend that I will call B.B. Gun. Why? That's for me to know, and for you to never figure out. We were talking on facebook and I explained to her that I was eating a Ring Pop, a joyful kid's sucker treat. She thought ring pop said "ring poop." And so began the craziest conversation of my life. Well, not really. But it was fun. B.B. Gun and I are now partners in the soon to be successful business of "Ring Poops." Coming to a store near you.
School is beginning to settle into our daily lives after about 5 months. I don't know about you, but I'm still not used to getting up early every day. I prefer to go to the "orthodontist" and just come in late. It always works.
So Christmas is coming up soon, people, so that means you need to buy all those gifts that look expensive but really aren't because we all know you are cheap. I know every year I set aside some money to buy presents with, then see something I want to buy, and am left about ten dollars for all the other people. So just do what I do, and just say it's a personal joke gift. Except what the receipient doesn't know is the joke is that you really have no money. One time I got regifted, and I knew right away that someone else received this gift already. It was ripped and smelly. So I looked at the person who gave me this gift, and I asked if someone killed Santa in front of him as a child. He didn't answer.
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