the final count...
so the numbers have come in...
final count of white christmas lights in/out my house....
ta da ta da ta da ta da (my lame attempt for a drum roll)...
875!
obsessive? maybe.
festive? you bet your monkey's uncle (what?)it is.
martha stewert eat your heart out...
final count of white christmas lights in/out my house....
ta da ta da ta da ta da (my lame attempt for a drum roll)...
875!
obsessive? maybe.
festive? you bet your monkey's uncle (what?)it is.
martha stewert eat your heart out...
I applaud you for the obsessive number of lights. You go girl!
Martha would be proud. But sadly she sits in her drab little cell.
Her cellmate Diane asks her..."Hey M! Whachu you wanna do fah Christmas? Swap ciggies?"
Posted by The Shib | 12:11 PM