Just a Xmas note 2025

 I did use to do these Xmas jokes for Frank, I miss him so much. We enjoyed my jokes together. Now he is in heaven, with his wife. I miss him.

Hi to anyone out there in la la land. Christmastime sucks. People are grumpy like they have slivers in their nails. They act like they have cucumbers lodged up their butter and catappillers tickling their noses.

Maybe they should fry an egg and have the satisfaction of killing a baby chicken. Maybe they should go rollerskating in the snow and learn what a real problem is. Their time is there time like they got their panties all in a wad. Try fitting down a spot filled chimney in a white trimmed outfit with a sack of toys.. now there is a real wedgy.

Oh and it's like, something positive happens for me and everyone on gods Green earth wants to furl their lip at me and do a hackjaw behind my back and talk out the side of their mouth like I'm deaf. Meanwhile my mechanic has seemed to fallen into a black hole in the universe of dancing snowmen.

I got a few things to say about it but I'll keep it clipped. Go suck on a froggy lemon dessert that feels like jello in your mouth mixed with wax. That's all I gotta suggest.

It's like stepping on the business end of a rake and having the handle come up and hit you in the face.


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