I was so excited about Christmas day because

I was so excited about Christmas day because I knew my dad had gotten me a puppy and I could not wait to finally meet her.

I already had a name picked out I was going to call her princess soft and fluffy!

.... but little did I know--- the "princess" was in fact a BOY!!! Yikes!!! What am I going to do with alllll this pink???!!!???

A-oogah! Time to partay! I took all the extra pink clothing and decorated my balcony. I made a giant apple martini, and shouted to the world, "Let me loose. Touch my style!"

"I'm a golden goose, with a pink papoose & a sloppy smile." As I continued my apple martini fueled rant, a small crowd of admirers began to form below the bloomered balcony. "I'm a

jelly donught argonaut, a mellow-tempered astronaut." The crowd under the balcolny cheered as I waxed poetic, though my license should've been revoked, my blood alcohol content exc

Ised at a delayed municipal rate but within an acceptable margin not requiring SEC reporting provided the reporting firm was a Class EH, which we were. The crowd cheered louder.

They created such a ruckus that Michael Stipe found inspiration for his next work of art from it. He grabbed a piece of chicken wire and started with that. He worked until 3am.

when it was time to clean his files and change his Depends Real Fit for Men Extra Large. He flung the chicken-wire art out the window and it landed on Prudence Pinkfanny’s head.

Vera Wang just happened to be driving by and stopped the car to offer Pru $1 million for her haute hat design, plus royalties from sales. Pru then moved to a better neighborhood.