Friday, January 18, 2008

I Need to Go to a Strip Club, Get Drunk, and Light Some Farts. Or Something.

My testosterone is waning. I just read Thumper The Polar Express before his afternoon nap, and my voice cracked on the final line. I mean, nobody dies or anything, and I still got choked up.

And yes, I know it's a Christmas book, and yes, I know it's January. But if I read that friggin' Jamberry one more time...

3 comments:

anniemcq said...

Oh, this made me pee. Jamberry.... those were the days!

Unknown said...

Oh we do LOVE us some Jamberry at our house! "Mountains and fountains rain down on me..." Oh, sorry...

Weintribe said...

"...it's a jam jamboree!"

okay-STOP!

My eternal favorite-"We're going on a bear hunt"

and "don't let the pigeon stay up late"

avoid "the giving tree" at all costs. it will make you curl into a weepy ball. trust me on this one.

"There once was a tree,
and he loved a little boy..."

ARGH!

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