A series of updates on Marge/Martin were sent around the other day. They went something like this...
Erin wrote:
Good news! A lady in the next county contacted us through Craig’s List. Her father-in-law lost his rooster and needs one for protection of his hen flock. We’ve emailed about it today and it sounds really perfect – a farm that won’t eat Martin or use him for cock-fights! And will allow him to rule the roost!
Bambi wrote with an ironic laugh:
Um, er, how exactly did the father in law “lose” the chicken??!!
Sallie sent us into more giggles as she replied:
Who cares??? Happy humping, Martin!
Holly then sent us into further hysteria by emailing:
Notice: I will be replacing all greetings,
salutations, and best wishes with the words "Happy humping".
Going on a cruise? No more "Bon voyage"! From now on, I wish
you a cheerful "Happy humping!". 21st birthday? Happy humping! Just
had hip replacement surgery? Well, "Happy humping" to you, too!
Sallie, you are a jewel!
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