I thank God and E-bay that I have finished all of my holiday shopping. I never once had to go to the mall or Walmart. No one trampled me, stabbed me, or shot me. I only had to go to one store and by the time they find out that all my checks are rubber, I will be out of the country. That’s right I’m leaving the country and moving to India so I can get a job answering computer questions and putting people on hold for an hour just to tell them that all they have to do is turn off their computer and let it reboot. Ain’t outsourcing great. Anyway, I just hope my brother uses the paternity test I ordered for him for Christmas on an actual human baby and not a sheep. I also hope my sister understands that those are pillow cases and not cadaver bags. My mom, she doesn’t even own a mailbox so she got nothing. My son, he’s getting ice cubes this year. And my old man is getting what’s underneath a fellow ebayers couch cushions. For me, I’m just happy waking up on Christmas day with only a mild hangover.
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on December 17th, 2008 at 9:48 pm
thanks for the great gift idea – cadaver bags! you just never know when you’re gonna need one – and it’s not the kind of thing you buy for yourself!
on December 19th, 2008 at 11:52 pm
Bwaaahahaha. You kill me.