Thursday, January 31, 2008

For Moi?

You know that feeling when a FTD delivery van turns into your driveway, parks the van, rings your doorbell and presents you with the most beautiful bouquet of flowers you have EVER seen, because someone thinks you're worthy?

Me. Neither.

The Meshugganah asked me to hold them (salivate) for my absentee neighbor. Adding insult to injury, he woke my son up from his nap.

There should be a florist pity rule that gives the holder a friggin carnation.

I'm just sayin.

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