sticks & strings & four-letter words
Well, they figured out that you are No. One! (No pun intended.) It's not the Cowboys' colors again, is it?
Hate to break this to you, but I got the same catalog, my name on a jersey, and it wasn't even my birthday. This may be some sort of selling scheme. . . On the other hand, I have a Saint for your Birthday Present!! (Not the New Orleans kind --- calm down with the NFL already.)
That may be the nicest thing anyone says to me all day, Jo. And I think they're (gack) Patriots colours.If they really loved me, it'd be blue and orange.Oh, I have no delusions that this is anything special, Kim. Just got it in the email today and it kinda made me giggle.I'm all giddy to see what saint you dig up for me. Not literally - that would be gross.
Did I miss it? Where have I been?Happy Birthday, Marin! Enjoy your 30's. ;-)I think the NFL may have gotten your age wrong but Kim's saint...it's a pip.
No... it's next week. I've confused things. We just started Birthday Season this weekend. Well, technically, I think we started Birthday Season when Victoria's Secret sent me a nice card for $10 off any purchase in June.Anyway, thank you. And my age? I'm *this* many.My saint is a peach. I can't wait to hang out at the office Christmas party together when I finally earn my stripes.
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