Thursday, July 22, 2010
Today's Letters: Dear Mr. Loerke, after coming home from your geriatric lecture you decided to ask me out on a date. FOR WHEN I'M 80. I guess I won't have to worry about what to wear since I'll be rocking depends and a moo moo by then. Ps, how do you feel about kissing with dentures? Dear Dudes Who Read This Blog, man card still intact. I REPEAT, man card still intact. Dear Drumstick, the bottom part of your cone that's nothing but solid chocolate? Yep, that's my fave. Dear McHusband, yesterday you surprised me at the office holding this and wearing these. Four points for making me feel like the luckiest girl in the world.