I'm weird, here's proof

Monday, December 17, 2007

Merry friggin Christmas

I was in the kitchen.

There was a pounding on the door. I called "come in."

They didn't come in, they just started singing. Because they were carolers.

I ran and hid behind Heather's dresser as they continued to knock and wish me a merry Christmas.

I am a terrible person.

3 comments:

Amy said...

Erstwhile a heathen and an amazon snuggled in a bed.

Their responses were also less-than-savory*.




*Very Naughty.

biggins said...

that made me laugh. out loud.

hiller-ittle-ry thing she does is magic said...

they were singing nsync christmas carols huh? those kooks..