Saturday, December 25, 2010

Post Christmas disappointments.

I didn’t get a new shake weight and demonstrator to go along with my old thigh master. Come to think of it I didn’t get a demonstrator with the thigh master for dumb bells or chicken soup either

Being Christmas it has been rumored the animals talk. I’ve listened hard all night and day and ain’t heard a peep out of them.

Oh well that's the way the monkey sings by its tail.

Fernan

4 comments:

Paula said...

Don't be disappointed Fernan you bring enjoyment to people reading your blog and that is important. Maybe next year Santa will bring what you widh for.

Paula said...

Whoops that should have said wish for.

Donna said...

Oh come on now, Fernan. You know good and well the animals talk. They tell you when they're hungry and when they're hungry. You can read the signs when they're telling you they have a problem. Oh yes, they talk to people like you, me, and Paula.

Donna said...

Oops, I meant to say they tell you when they're hungry and when they're horny. Ended up repeating myself. It's late.