It has been requested (by my friend Paul) that I post my grandmother’s toast. So when you’re gathering this weekend to celebrate, here’s a great toast to share.
Here’s to Eve, mother of our race. She wore her fig leaves in just the right place. Here’s to Adam, father of us all. He was Johnny-on-the-spot when the leaves began to fall.
Thank you, Grammie. You’ll always be remembered.
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Very cute! If only I was more clever and remembered those kinds of things at the right times!
December 23rd, 2006
That is hilarious and awesome.
December 24th, 2006
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