I am so sick of all this doomsday talk about our collapsing economy, worldwide terrorism, and tainted baby formula. It's enough to make a girl want to sell all her worldly possessions (except the cats, of course) and move to Fiji or some other tropical, third-world country.I could really use some kittens painting rain
bows, monkeys frolicking amongst banana trees, or even a Bangles Reunion Tour. Anybody have a bone to throw me?
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The girls are very excited to meet Santa. I am sure we could discuss many theories as to why that is bad, but I am looking at it through the eyes of pure joy and innocence of childhood.
Is that a big enough bone for you? It's about all I got right now!
Today marks the 75th Anniversary of Prohibition. You could help stimulate the economy by drinking yourself silly!
Plus you wouldn't enjoy Fiji, it is too hot :)
Thanks, guys!
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