Yesterday while people-watching at the Biltmore Fashion Dog Park the younger carrier-of-half-of-my-DNA and I came with with some perhaps distasteful modifications of The Twelve Days of Christmas, keeping to an Arizona theme:
On the twelth day of Christmas my true love gave to me,
Twelve displaced hockey players,
Eleven hours of gridlock,
Ten snarling pitbulls,
Nine stolen Camrys,
Eight feet of border fencing,
Seven sunburned Japanese tourists,
Six fish tacos for four dollars,
Five golden tortillas,
Four margueritas,
Three Mexican day laborers,
Two bean burritos
And a pigeon in an avocado tree.
You had to be there.
Sunday, December 24, 2006
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2 comments:
Merry Christmas Shrimplate!
No I didn't. There are some things I don't miss at all about the Valley.
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