Tuesday Letter

Dear Pepto Bismol, thanks to you I had a near-death experience. Or at least I thought I did when I woke up with a black tongue. You’re definitely on my ‘never-take-again’ list. Dear Madeline, it’s probably not a good idea for you to loudly shout “Snook!” to random people in the neighborhood. But it is funny. Dear husband, you really are the best husband in the world. And not just because you bought me a miniature orange tree. But that does help. Dear self, how on earth did you live for thirty-two years without realizing how truly awesome Daffy Duck is? Goodneth knowth. Dear everyone else, have a wonderful, pink-M&M-filled Valentines Day. I know I will.

6 thoughts on “Tuesday Letter”

  1. “and on that farm he had an igloo”
    “your dethpicable”
    “he doesn’t have to shoot me now”
    “consequences shmonsequences, as long as I’m rich”
    “zoinks, and away”
    ” And now this planet is hereby claimed for the Earth in the name of DUCK DODGERS IN THE 24 1/2TH CENTURY!
    Porky Pig: B-b-b-b-big deal. ”
    ” Heh! Little does he realize that I have on my disintegration-proof vest. You may fire when ready, Gridley.”

      1. Yeah,
        You are right, but it really is funny, especially the way Madeline says it, especially to her Dad.
        She definitely has Henry Hawk down pat.

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