Friday, January 29, 2010


Look at what showed up on my doorstep. A note and gift from the mother of the Filthy Nelsons.


I suppose she wants me to wash my mouth out with this Zest stuff.  But wouldn't it be more appropriate to wash the keyboard?  Technically, it was the keyboard that typed "bastard" not my mouth.  My mouth never says "bastard."

I must point out, however, that I'm not the one who has Filthy for a first name.  Maybe she should be giving this Zest stuff to her own child, husband and grandchildren.   The Nelsons are the ones who are Filthy, you know.  I, on the other hand, have this foam at the mouth problem.  Adding the Zest will only make the foaming worse.


Buddy the Elf said...

I think I recognize that handwriting.

Winder said...

Oh I think if we put our heads together we can manage something in return.