Tuesday, 5 December 2006

Ever find there was a job you couldn't do any more?

I can't write Christmas cards.

I can't spell names.

I choose the wrong people to write to.

I sign us off wrong.

I especially wind up my wife.

If you get a card I wrote this year, sorry. Now where's my kennel?

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