Friday, January 19, 2007

I Now Disagree

I now disagree with everything I've ever said. When I stated, "Wombats make good lovers," I really meant, "Wombs are for mothers." When I exclaimed, "Get me some ice cream, you little brat," I actually yelled, "Rub on some skin cream, you lovely gnat." Gnat, of course, is the universal term of affection for a person who revs your motors faster than a speedboat in a feather pulling competition. If I tell you "Gnat, you are one sweet mosquito," it translates into, "Honey, you're my sweet potato." You know where the butter goes, don't you?

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