I have a ton of semi useless material from the holidays,
but every time I feel like posting,
I'm buried under three blankets freezing my ass off
(the only way I'll lose weight).
But in all the years of 'being the boss',
I've gotten some gift cards (cool),
some sincere thanks (again, cool),
a fruit basket (WTF!),
I'm not fiftyfive, and not saying fiftyfive is when you
give fruitbaskets. I don't think I'ld ever want a fruit basket.
Or fruitcake.
But this gift bag screams 'I know yer fat ass':
And yes, it's all gone, done, finished in the first week.
My bent rim thanks you!
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