Thank-you, David

Often, when I have nothing to say here, I peruse a few blogs looking for ideas to blatantly steal inspiration. I hopped over to David Dust and he had some pretty hilarious swine flu jokes. One was so funny, I had to send to my dad. It's from a site called someecards.

Here's where I confess my tendency to spend hours in the greeting card aisle, laughing at random cards. I'm actually not allowed in certain Hallmark stores. So after about ten minutes of perusing the hilarious ecards, I found one that made me spew tea. I sent it to Mr. Clairol this morning.

Not that he would ever do that. A-hem. And just to clarify, this was NOT the card I sent to my dad. Even I have limits.