H A P P Y
N E W Y E A R
HAPPY? Not by my little red tail feathers it isn't happy. I'm a parrot with a thousand yard stare. It happens every New Year's Eve. This year's indiscretion wasn't Christmas cookies it was too many deviled eggs. Besides I'm betting you didn't have a house full of adrenolized college students fresh from watching the ball drop in Times Square...
...bobbing for apples in YOUR living room at 3:30 in the morning?
What's a parrot to do???
A wise parrot counts his blessings, tucks his head under his wing...
...and is thankful, that yet again New York City made it through another year unscathed.
Donegal Browne
3 comments:
I can't say as how I've ever had anyone bobbing for apples at 3 AM! Happy New Year to you and yours!
I can't say as how I've ever had anyone bobbing for apples at 3 AM! Happy New Year to you and yours!
Happy New Year and go for those apples!
Andrew
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