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Amusingly, Carmen and I seem to be mutually breaking up. I’m not sure who has the better blackmail, but I totally trump in the memorabilia category.
Dear Carmen:
I don’t really know how to tell you this, but our affair is over. I think I realized it when I threw up outside of Chicago and I saw you sit on the crazy monk. I’m sure you’re frostbitten enough to understand that Santa doesn’t exist. I’m returning your ring to you, but I’ll keep your left ear as a memory. You should also know that I was interviewed by the Times about your passionate interest in mice.
Good luck on your short-term leave from jail,
Odette
Categories: miscellany
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5 Responses to “Mad libs… a toy for all ages.”
I’m guessing that makes Carmen Mal, and she sat on Pug.
Wow. I’m really…confused. But the Mad Lib is funny (and odd).
I must have crawled all over the North Pole looking for Santa… but no Workshop.
The ear though, that’s pretty sweet. Ears make great trophies. You can thread them onto some string and hang them from your belt.
Did you change the layout of your site, or am I just used to reading it off of Google Reader?
No, you’re right. Pug updated the version of WordPress sometime last spring and I messed with the template a little over the summer. Not that I’ve been using the site much lately…
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