My family tells me I am not funny, at all. They insist I stop trying. I, on the other hand, don't respect their opinions.
I tend to have a, shall I say, strange, dark, perverse sense of humor, a dry, sarcastic, esoteric, sense of humor. Some say, off the wall. With that in mind, I created several greeting cards.
I think back to the reasons I married you You still have four out of five and that ain't bad |
My original design
The inside verse reads:
GOODWILL TOWARDS MEN
My edited buyer version
The inside verse reads:
Chanukkah Harry is Coming To Town!
He's bringing the gelt, the dreidel
and a reindeer antler menorah.
Remember to leave out
a plate of hamentashen (he loves
prune) and a glass of soy milk, real milk gives him gas.
Have a Happy Chrismakkah!
The week before Thanksgiving Day this year, I received notice I sold 40 cards of the above design. This purchase tells me there are some people on this earth, unlike my family, that think I am funny. At least somewhat funny.
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