Fun Gift Unit
That's all I have to say.
Actually, it's the title of an email in my bulk mail folder. I love this phrase and I want you to write a poem about it.
Yes, you.
Actually, it's the title of an email in my bulk mail folder. I love this phrase and I want you to write a poem about it.
Yes, you.
posted by Wanda Ball at 4:26 PM
3 Comments:
You know what would be a fun gift? For you to knit.
Me a sweater.
(but it's too hot here, so...)
That's it. All I got.
Aw, I'd love to, but unfortunately, I can't knit.
You a Sweater.
Ha! GET IT?
P.S. I'm babysitting a cat who really wants to hump my blankets. Everytime I wake up in the morning and open the bedroom door (I lock him out cause I don't want him Rockin Me All NIght Long), he runs in, leaps on my bed, and starts going at it, like a little furry jackhammer. But I don't want cat jiz all over my nice clean sheets.
I was reminded of this because K the cat does the same thing to his owner's mohair SWEATER. My friend has taken to calling the sweater "Crusty." Which is more than you wanted to know.
Sincerely,
You a Sweater
P.S. The cat's fixed.
Your meme, Ma'am,
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