So long ago, that day last month when I won $450 in one day playing scratchers.
This week brought me:
SilverRedO back at Mick the Mechanic's due to spouting smoke and not wanting to run.
A losing day at the casino.
My hospital bill from my 4-day stay to keep from dying.
At least the casino was not over $450. One out of three ain't good. But it could be worse. In good news, The Pony went to the Devil's Playground when he got off work, to buy himself some razor blades. And he bought something for ME! He sent a text asking if I could guess what he bought me. I COULD!
PEEPS!
I'm psychic like that.
5 comments:
PEEPS! that is a win! I already had some and they were yummy.
Kathy,
I haven't opened mine yet, but I've noticed that they used to come in packs of 12 bunnies, and now they are in packs of 8. Probably for the same price. The Pony got me pink, blue, and yellow.
I've never been a fan of Peeps. Perhaps if they were dipped in milk chocolate...
Are you psychic enough to predict some lottery numbers for me? Huh? Are ya? Are ya?
it probably only works for Peeps...
Sioux,
That would ruin the crunch sugar coating! And you'd be left with a chocolate marshmallow Easter bunny. Which are delicious in their own way...
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River,
Sorry. Not that psychic! I don't play the draw games for that very reason. I just used logic. The Pony knows I love PEEPS, and this IS the season for them, and I've been seeing them by the register at Country Mart.
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