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The Holidays are gone...time to say goodby..



The hardest part of the holidays is when friends stop by for a few laughs and then the evening comes to an end and you must say goodbye.

The holidays are for family, but do not forget about the friends that got you to this point in life. Pick up the phone, write, or email and say "hi" to that person you have not spoken too in a while.




Comments

Kelsgarden said…
it appears as though your Opi have lost their balls

er ornaments - I know they had balls hanging from their antlers
Rogue Squirrel said…
Hey, balls, nuts...

They're easy to lose.

It happens to the best of us, ask your doctor if Squirrelagra is right for you.

-brought to you by GlaxoSmithKlinePizerTylenolAlkaseltzerPeptoTums
Travel said…
That's where Opus was off to last week.

DG

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