The Valentines bunny just delivered the post. Why is it that the electricity company sent me more post then you people? And I don’t want to hear “Well, we don’t know your address!” or anything. Stalking really has gone up the wall these days hasn’t it.
You have to feel for the Valentines bunny though. He has to hold down a normal job all year, then make sure cupid doesn’t shoot him in the wrong place for not sending the cards on time, and then his cousin Easter gets all the credit for being the only bunny in the delivery industry. He is a poor overlooked soul. If I were him, I would probably move industries. Sell his foot or something. That must bring him luck! Or is it the other way…hmmm..no, leave that thought.
In other news, being Valentines day, I shall not post anything else for the day. That, and because my once aching heart is now broken through the sincere lack of cards I have received thus far. I am just lucky my wife loves me and sent me a Simpsons card and left me some raw meat. That sounds a lot worse then it actually is. The raw meat is infact Biltong. (Kind of like Beef Jerky to the Americans in the audience) So I will be happily chowing down on raw dried cow during the day today
Anyway, I wont forget that you all forgot me on this very important day.
And to make up for it, please spare a thought for me. My nose is leaking. I do believe this is due to the half a cat I have lodged up there at the moment. There is malting and there is shaving. I am covered in black hairs. This is not because I am part neanderthal man and need to shave parts of my body no man should have to. It is because young Miss Charlie is not leaving me alone while her hair falls out
Right. I am off to buy my wife some carrot cake for Valentines day. Why? Coz it seems like something different to give on Valentines!
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