I have an addiction.
Ever since the site Someecards.com launched their “create your own cards” section, I have been making my own cards.
It has gotten in the way of doing things like working, reading other blogs and peeing.
The problem is that I think they should hire me, because every time I make one, I think it’s as good as the ones on the site. And I imagine they pay at least four million a day, so if they just gave me a job, I could live like I’ve always wanted to – in a basement drinking beer in my underwear.
Here are some of my creations:
This is me at just about every Adult Gathering I have to attend.
It’s always good to know there are others out there just like you.
I think we all know someone with a dickwad for a boyfriend. It started with you noticing he still rocked a chain wallet, and it was all downhill from there.
College. And sadly, maybe even after college.
This is what I want our wedding invitations to be. To Ari’s credit, she is really considering making them our “Save the Date” cards. She’s just concerned her grandfather won’t understand it, but I’m telling you, that guy has The Electric in him – I can tell.
I’m sure by the end of the day today I’ll have about 37 more made, but these are just a few that stand out to me.
Someecards – holla’ at your boy.
I’ll be waiting for your call.