that is awesome! i'm pretty sure that one was mailed in by my husband.
oh man.at first i thought those red roses were turds. this is gross. i love poop jokes as much as the next person, but i find this only mildly amusing.
that's because you're crabby today. they are roses, not turds. i think it was so funny because that book can make you kind of sad when you read all of the postcards that were published...and then this postcard about poop...hehe. turds would be gross.
yeah, i had to look close to make sure that it was roses i was looking at and not crap. could be worse. although, i would kill for a green toilet like that. sweet.
uh... this reminds me of a conversation between caron and the vennies that heard about... what... when you fart, you actually don't mind your own smell, if nothing else it is comforting... is that right, caron?
i don't think that's right...i think you misheard us...i think you are talking about someone else. we were telling a story about these people we know that don't mind...
ooo - is that how it went...i knew it couldn't be you... too crude for you...
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