Friday, December 01, 2006

12 DAYS of CHRISTMAS

Blogging's been hit & miss lately. Truth be told, a few things are distracting me. Supah Stah isn't taking the separation well and I'm the sworn enemy of choice. He hasn't spoken to me since Sunday night, and they weren't pretty words falling from his mouth. Until I get a well-deserved apology, the ball is in his court, but I'm getting a little tired of him treating the castle like a hotel. His relationship with the Prince seems to be going ducky, so that's something I guess.

Tomorrow is a P.D. Day - no school. The girls & I are picking up a couple of their friends and hitting the mall. Christmas shopping is bound to cheer me up. Hmm...mall therapy twice a week. I wonder if my insurance would cover it? : D

There's a bank in the US that calculates the present day cost each year if one were to buy their true love all the gifts in the old holiday favourite, "The Twelve Days of Christmas." For 2006, the total is $75,100 USD. Whooeee!! True love? If not, that's some pretty damn deep affection. : )

On the other hand, the recipient may not feel the same way, as described on a humour site I was wading through...

Miss Agnes McHolstein
69 Cash Avenue
Beaver Valley, Colorado

December 14, 2005

Dearest John:
I went to the door today and the postman delivered a partridge in a pear tree. What a thoroughly delightful gift. I couldn't have been more surprised.
With deepest love and devotion,
Agnes

Miss Agnes McHolstein
69 Cash Avenue
Beaver Valley, Colorado

December 15, 2005

Dearest John:
Today the postman brought your very sweet gift. Just imagine two turtle doves. I'm just delighted at your very thoughtful gift. They are just adorable.
All my love,
Agnes

Miss Agnes McHolstein
69 Cash Avenue
Beaver Valley, Colorado

December 16, 2005

Dearest John:
Oh! Aren't you the extravagant one. Now I really must protest. I don't deserve such generosity, three French hens. They are just darling but I must insist, you've been too kind.
Love,
Agnes

Miss Agnes McHolstein
69 Cash Avenue
Beaver Valley, Colorado

December 17, 2005

Dear John,
Today the postman delivered 4 calling birds. Now really, they are beautiful but don't you think enough is enough. You're being too romantic.
Affectionately,
Agnes

Miss Agnes McHolstein
69 Cash Avenue
Beaver Valley, Colorado

December 18, 2005

Dearest John:
What a surprise. Today the postman delivered 5 golden rings; one for every finger. You're just impossible, but I love it. Frankly, all those birds squawking were beginning to get on my nerves.
All my love,
Anges

Miss Agnes McHolstein
69 Cash Avenue
Beaver Valley, Colorado

December 19, 2005

Dear John:
When I opened the door there were actually 6 geese a-laying on my front steps. So, you're back to the birds again, huh? Those geese are huge. Where will I ever keep them? The neighbors are complaining and I can't sleep through the racket. Please stop.
Cordially,
Agnes

Miss Agnes McHolstein
69 Cash Avenue
Beaver Valley, Colorado

December 20, 2005

John:
What's with you and those fucking birds? 7 swans a-swimming. What kind of goddamned joke is this? There's bird shit all over the house, and they never stop with the racket. I can't sleep at night and I'm a nervous wreck. It's not funny. So stop with those fucking birds.
Sincerely,
Agnes

Miss Agnes McHolstein
69 Cash Avenue
Beaver Valley, Colorado

December 21, 2005

O.K. Buster:
I think I prefer the birds. What the hell am I going to do with 8 maids a-milking? It's not enough with all those birds and 8 maids a-milking, but they had to bring their goddamned cows. There is shit all over the lawn and I can't move in my own house. Just lay off me, smart ass.
Agnes

Miss Agnes McHolstein
69 Cash Avenue
Beaver Valley, Colorado

December 22, 2005

Hey! Shithead,
What are you? Some kind of sadist? Now there's 9 pipers playing. And kee-rist do they play. They've never stopped chasing those maids since they got here yesterday morning. They cows are getting upset, and they're stepping all over those screeching birds. What am I going to do? The neighbors have started a petition to evict me.
You'll get yours,
Agnes

Miss Agnes McHolstein
69 Cash Avenue
Beaver Valley, Colorado

December 23, 2005

You Rotten Prick,
Now there's 10 ladies dancing. I don't know why I call those sluts ladies. They've been balling those pipers all night long. Now the cows can't sleep and they've got the diarrhea. My living room is a river of shit. The Commissioner of Buildings has subpoenaed me to give cause why this building shouldn't be condemned. I'm sicking the police on you.
One who means it.

Miss Agnes McHolstein
69 Cash Avenue
Beaver Valley, Colorado

December 24, 2005

Listen! Fuckhead,
What's with the 11 lords a-leaping on those maids and ladies?? Some of those broads will never walk again. Those pipers ran through the maids and have been romancing the cows. All 23 of the birds are dead. They've been trampled to death in the orgy. I hope you're satisfied, you rotten, vicious swine.
Your sworn enemy,
Agnes

Law Offices Badger, Bender and Cahole
303 Knave Street Chicago, Illinois

December 25, 2005

Dear Sir:
This is to acknowledge your latest gift of 12 fiddlers fiddling which you have seen fit to inflict on our client, Miss Agnes McHolstein. The destruction, of course, was total. All correspondence should come to our attention. If you should attempt to reach Miss McHolstein at Happy Dale Sanitarium, the attendants have instructions to shoot you on sight. With this letter please find attached warrant for you arrest.
Cordially,
Badger, Bender and Cahole

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