
But now, I think it's all a hoax. She's played me like a bad adoption agency. She says the right words but there's something sinister lurking in the meaning. I visited her website and this was her message:
"No matter where you live, how big or small you are, whether you are always cold, or your inner child is playing with matches … Quacker Factory has you covered – kind of a like a good friend when you're having a bad day! As you all know, these are the days that sometimes give me a little "hookie-do."
Love,
Jeanne Bice, Head Quack
The emphasis were mine. Are her Quackers serial arsonists? I've never heard of someone's inner-child playing with matches. And what the hell is a hookie-do??
I'm scared. Hold me.
2 comments:
Hookie-huh??
Melissa - we are kindred spirits. You appear to be possessing the exact same stupid sense of humor that I have. And after reading your entries from being tagged I really believe that we would be good girlfriends.
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