Last year, on this date, I was tackled by a giggling
blonde missle who in one swoop separated me from my record of 30+ years without knowing what the inside of a cast felt like. This year,
the local rink has been evacuated due to a chemical spill that put two firefighters in the hospital. I ask you this -- how can I, a mere mortal desk jockey, be expected to escape the atrocities of those eight little wheels if professional fire fighters aren't immune to the wrath of
Sinko de Skato?!
Oh and happy birthday, D2.
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Uno de enero
dos de febrero
tres de marzo
cuatro de abril
¡cinco de mayo!
seis de junio
siete de julio, ¡SAN FERMÍN!
¡LA LALA LALA LA LAAAAAAA!
un pequeña, dos pequeña, tres pequeña margaritas!!
Did someone say skating?
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