Three Tendrils for Today

We count our blessings and are thankful, until our blessings can be counted on one hand; then, our thanks becomes angst.

 

Weasel words are sly like a fox.

 

When you make a wish and blow out the candles, just remember that ugly won't go away. <Wink-wink>


Copyright 2014 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved.

Tendril #3 is a joke, a hardy har har, and not about "you." This text composition is a work of fiction. Names, places, institutions, events, incidents, characters, persons, locations, contexts, scenes, scenarios, symbols, glyphs, iconography, and/or organizations either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Full Creative Writing Disclaimer.