Christmas Gift List-Page Two

Well, let's get this party started shall we?

In case you've forgotten the first part of my Christmas Gift List. Do not worry. I am more than happy to remind you.

Now, I'm ready.

Are you?

*sly grin*

Who's the next lucky sucker person?

Ah, yes. Ms. Mamaface from Blogignoramus. There are soooo many things I could think to ask her for (and get) but I think I'll just take her iPhone. She says she never uses it. I'll be happy to put it to good use. Oh, what the heck, we're friends. Go ahead and include, I dunno, a 100 dollar iTunes card, k? I'm revving up for the apps even as I type! Oh my heck! I just thought of something. I could download Law & Order eppies!

*thud*

Okay, it's ten minutes later, my sons have awakened me from my fainting stupor.

Reffie, hmm? Still thinking on that one.

Allrighty then, let's move on. Deb from Dirty Socks and Pizza, I want your "dancing" washing machine. And perhaps a good dose of your humorous wisdom. Mine is definitely lacking these days. I remember you doing some videos awhile back but I heard you were now passing out printed pamphlets with your wisdom and advice for surviving teens. It's called, Surviving Teenagers for Dummies. I'm especially interested in the chapter: Tough Love is Love You Dummy! Sounds incredibly intriguing!

And the Dearest Em whose blog always "edjamacates" me, I want your printed pamphlet too. I think it's called "Philosophical Philosophies for Dummies"? Make sure to autograph it for me, cuz I'm your number one Dummie fan! Philosophically speaking, of course.

Fair lady Collette, howza about a Babushka or two? Remind me again. What is a babushka? It sounds like something I would like. Let's hope it is, cuz I'm getting one from YOU.

My rocker buddy Nonamedufus who I've recently nick-named Nomie as in "homie." I would like a collection of ALL your Sunday Funnies. He finds some treasures that are definitely keepers. And since you so bluntly called my butt a "largeass" yesterday, howzabout a Tony Little Gazelle Rider? It's the least you can do for me and my largeass.

And I think my dear friend Kablooey should make me coconut cream pies made from fresh coconuts year round. And if you don't know how to make one? Ask Maryanne. You know which Maryanne I'm talking about. But please don't think I ever enjoyed watching Gilligan's Island. Ahem.

I can't believe I'm going to ask for this next thing, but what the heck. The adrenaline is just pumping with a capital pump through my veins. So Mr. Mike at Too Many Mornings I'd like a bag of oranges. *cheesy grin*

From my fellow Arizonan The Screaming MeMe, I want her gun. With ammo.

And last, but not least The Old Silly Marvin. One word: audiotape. He claims to have been a rock singer in his day, he claims to play the guitar. All I know is I have YET to hear it, or better yet, SEE it. Ahem. Quirky minds WANT to hear! And see!

Wow.

I guess that's all for now.

Don't you worry your comely little heads. If I think of something more? I'll be sure to let you know in plenty of time.

And let's just FedEx everything okay?

You want to make sure I get the gift BEFORE Christmas, right?

And if for any reason you are unable to give me the suggested gift items? Just give me cold hard cash. It would be tough to accept cash in lieu of a gift, but somehow, someway, I would reach into the far recesses of my heart to do so... willingly.

I knew you all would appreciate my thoughtfulness.

I just knew it!




B.S. Still no gifts were received let alone harmed during the production of this post. What gives people? I'm starting to feel... edgy!