A Thank You Note To Wreckerators
I'd like to take a moment to thank the people who've made the last 12 years of my life possible:
The wreckerators.
Dear Wreckorators,
Hi. It's me again.
Listen, I know you're busy...
Groovy.
...and I don't want to distract you...
So close.
...but I want you to know how much we all appreciate you.
Because you're specail.
EXTRA specail.
Without you, the world would never have experienced the glory of edible baby butts:
Or known that balloons could look this much like sperm:
And brides-to-be wouldn't lose nearly as much sleep.
Plus, without you, wreckerators, I wouldn't question my ability to spell "congratulations" on a near-daily basis.
Is this right? I've got 173 more unpublished misspellings of this word waiting in the archives, so... I HAVE NO IDEA.
Yes, wreckerators, you've made the world a vastly more interesting place, and I for one love it.
Here's to us being Best Buds literally forever:
Or literally in center.
That works, too.
Thanks to Susan H., Debi E., Erika P., Bria C., Tess B.,Virgina B., KM, & Michelle E. for reminding us just how sad a wreck-less life would be.
*****
P.S. Are you looking to express your love and appreciation to someone this week, too? Then here's the gift that's literally worth its weight in gold this week:
