So it's the weekend, and I really don't feel like posting anything profound or medical or sensible. I've been sipping my coffee this morning paging through the reams of gift catalogues that stuff my mailbox daily now that the holidays are within striking distance.
Even though I've only made it through a half of my morning mug, I'm conscious enough to appreciate the humor on this year's crop of gift t-shirts. Here's a sampling:
I'm confused.......wait, maybe I'm not.
It's not gossip. It's RLS, Restless Lips Syndrome.
I'm retired. You're not. Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah
I don't have A.D.D., it's just that....OH LOOK - A BUNNY RABBIT!
National Sarcasm Society.......like we need your support.
When I Want Your Opinion, I'll Remove The Duct Tape
Don't worry about what people think. They don't do it very often.
I started out with nothing and I still have most of it left.
E = F flat : The Musical Theory of Relativity
Chronologically Gifted
"Promise me you'll always remember: You're braver than you believe, and stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think". - Christopher Robin
So far, this is the oldest I've ever been.
and my favorite so far:
I'm so busy....I don't know if I found a rope or lost my horse.
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