I have some sad news. Because of budgetary constraints, Mulletville Corp has decided to axe the Thanksgiving gift basket. Even more crushing, the Gift Basket Committee has been disbanded.
Indefinitely.
I know. That gift basket brightened the days of many employees.
Remember Robert, who needed a bus pass so he could get his turkey home? Carrying his bird up a fire escape was such a treat. Then there was Steve and his dead wife and cat Fang.
(Update on Steve: He recently told me that I reminded him of one of the "girls" from Scooby Doo. "Don't worry," he told me, "I don't mean the fat one with the glasses." Thank you, Steve.)
Yes, the shitty economy is hurting everyone, even cartoon characters.
If you're hurting and need a good laugh, you can read about my dear Aunt Burty, the woman who had so much holiday love to give, she couldn't keep her hands above the table. It's a hoot.
Oh, shut up. I told you this was a shameless repost! Gheesh!
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You mean they couldn't come up with even $50?
Bummer
I'll send Abby. Someone can cook her
Hey, Daphne wasn't so bad, and in the updated version she can do fabulous things with her purse and a compact.
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