Okay, so it's been awhile since I've posted anything. I've been really busy. But you don't really care about that. What you care about is the question you are asking yourself right now: What could be so important that Spencer would finally blog about it?
The answer lies within the realm of the holiday known as Christmas. I have been witnessing a plague spreading throughout the land. A horrible plague that reeks havoc on those who succumb to it's power. I'm talking about the plague of...PEOPLE WHO PUT CHRISTMAS WREATHS ON THE FRONT OF THEIR CAR!!
Who thought up this great tradition. When did someone ask themselves, "Hmm. How can I take the spirit of Christmas with me everywhere I go? I know, I'll put a wreath on my car!" I can get getting excited about a holiday. I'm no scrooge, but I really think that putting a wreath on the front of your car is a tad excessive. I love Thanksgiving, but I'm not about to tie a frozen turkey to the front of my car during the month of November. I mean, if we stand by and let this take place people will be attaching more and more things to their cars for more and more holidays. On St. Patrick's Day you'll see some Irish guy driving down the road with a keg strapped to the front of his car, the tap line going right to his mouth.
Now that I'm done with that subject, it's time to move on to a different one. Yesterday, I was driving down the road and I saw a commercial truck driving on the road. Sure enough on the back of the truck it had a little sticker that said, "How's my driving?" and then listed the phone number to call. Is there anybody really calling those numbers. Has Susie the third grade tattle tale become Susan the woman who calls to complain that the truck didn't signal before making a right turn?
I'd like to call one of those numbers just to get the guy in trouble. "Yeah, I saw car number 72277865 picking up a hooker. Is that okay in your company?"
Well anyway, enough rambling for right now.
The answer lies within the realm of the holiday known as Christmas. I have been witnessing a plague spreading throughout the land. A horrible plague that reeks havoc on those who succumb to it's power. I'm talking about the plague of...PEOPLE WHO PUT CHRISTMAS WREATHS ON THE FRONT OF THEIR CAR!!
Who thought up this great tradition. When did someone ask themselves, "Hmm. How can I take the spirit of Christmas with me everywhere I go? I know, I'll put a wreath on my car!" I can get getting excited about a holiday. I'm no scrooge, but I really think that putting a wreath on the front of your car is a tad excessive. I love Thanksgiving, but I'm not about to tie a frozen turkey to the front of my car during the month of November. I mean, if we stand by and let this take place people will be attaching more and more things to their cars for more and more holidays. On St. Patrick's Day you'll see some Irish guy driving down the road with a keg strapped to the front of his car, the tap line going right to his mouth.
Now that I'm done with that subject, it's time to move on to a different one. Yesterday, I was driving down the road and I saw a commercial truck driving on the road. Sure enough on the back of the truck it had a little sticker that said, "How's my driving?" and then listed the phone number to call. Is there anybody really calling those numbers. Has Susie the third grade tattle tale become Susan the woman who calls to complain that the truck didn't signal before making a right turn?
I'd like to call one of those numbers just to get the guy in trouble. "Yeah, I saw car number 72277865 picking up a hooker. Is that okay in your company?"
Well anyway, enough rambling for right now.
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