Hey! Did you see that fancy new (ha—I almost typed “knew”) button over there on the right? That’s the button my honey made for me. 
Okay, not just for me, but for that BBQ to benefit World Vision that I’ve been getting all excited over and blathering on about. btw-Don’t expect the blathering to stop anytime soon. 
So, anyway, our friend designed these adorable postcard invites for the BBQ, and we’ll get them into as many hands as we can before the BBQ, but we are doing them as we see people. Therefore, if I won’t be seeing you anytime soon and you do live in the area, consider this your official invitation to the party! Just click on that button for more info. Or just click on it because Baldman will be so excited that it’s getting used. Or just click it because it’s fun.
Hope to see you there.
I’m all a quiver…
Babe, I’ve been pushing your buttons for a few years now. I’ll admit, it is fun! Did I ever tell you the one about the Hispanic, the Christian, and the firefighter?…
Rantz: Actually, it’s only been about a year. But, trust me, it’s felt like much longer.
I was with you til the firefighter. Now I’m just in my normal state of confusion. 
It’s only been a year that I’ve been doing it where you can see me. I’ve been doing it for much longer… There are many moments of frustration you can blaime on me. Many!
What in the world are you talking about, or do I even want to know?
Or are you just pushing my buttons?
I’d call you a putz if I didn’t want you to come run the grill for us! (I may, anyway.
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What? Did I do anything? Nooooo… I’m innocent. Well… Mostly… Kinda…
Innocent? Not sure I’d ever use that word to describe you.
You know me too well… I’ll have to try another stategy… Baldie made me do it! Yeah… He said… You’d like it… Yeah! That’s the ticket! He said… it was a… surprise… Yeah! And that you were talking about it… in your sleep… Yeah!
In my sleep? Riggghhhtttt….that’s what she said.
btw-Can we write your name down for manning the grill? 