Merry Christmas
Merry Christmas from the Wardzala's!
We just finished unwrapping our gifts. Susan gave me a tee-shirt that has the Bass Crusader on the front of it. Who is the Bass Crusader? Read on.
My Father (Parents) had dead fish in the house. One of the fish was a Muskie, it hung on the wall in the living room. The Muskie was tossed out during clean up, mostly because it was rotting. But my Dad had another fish, which I was with him when he caught it. It was a nice sized Large mouth Bass. My Dad was proud of his Bass.
Well, when my Dad passed away, I inherited his Bass. So I became the owner of the Bass, and a nice Bass it is. But Susan could not stand to have my Bass in the house. She said I could keep my Bass, but only in the garage. So I took my Bass and put it in the garage. My Bass was happy in the Garage.
Then we had an estate sale in May 2006. There were so many people and so much stuff being sold, I did not notice that Susan put a price tag on my Bass. She was trying to sell my Bass behind my back, and for only 10 bucks. I think my Bass is worth more than 10 bucks.
Luckily my Bass did not catch the eye of too many people. But, while I was taking a break... Some guy wondered in to the estate sale and he was admiring my Bass. He kept asking Susan if she would take less for my Bass. And he kept going back to check my Bass out. Susan felt sorry for the guy because he liked my Bass a lot! And obviously he wanted my Bass. So Susan gave my Bass to the guy.
So now I have no clue where my Bass is. Who is looking at my Bass? And dear god, who is touching my Bass! And I hope he is keeing my Bass in good shape!
After that incident I have been on a crusade to get my Bass back. I have started support groups to help men who have had their Bass kicked out by their wives. Please help me stop the madness and join the Bass Crusaders today!
Joe (aka the Bass Crusader)
We just finished unwrapping our gifts. Susan gave me a tee-shirt that has the Bass Crusader on the front of it. Who is the Bass Crusader? Read on.
My Father (Parents) had dead fish in the house. One of the fish was a Muskie, it hung on the wall in the living room. The Muskie was tossed out during clean up, mostly because it was rotting. But my Dad had another fish, which I was with him when he caught it. It was a nice sized Large mouth Bass. My Dad was proud of his Bass.
Well, when my Dad passed away, I inherited his Bass. So I became the owner of the Bass, and a nice Bass it is. But Susan could not stand to have my Bass in the house. She said I could keep my Bass, but only in the garage. So I took my Bass and put it in the garage. My Bass was happy in the Garage.
Then we had an estate sale in May 2006. There were so many people and so much stuff being sold, I did not notice that Susan put a price tag on my Bass. She was trying to sell my Bass behind my back, and for only 10 bucks. I think my Bass is worth more than 10 bucks.
Luckily my Bass did not catch the eye of too many people. But, while I was taking a break... Some guy wondered in to the estate sale and he was admiring my Bass. He kept asking Susan if she would take less for my Bass. And he kept going back to check my Bass out. Susan felt sorry for the guy because he liked my Bass a lot! And obviously he wanted my Bass. So Susan gave my Bass to the guy.
So now I have no clue where my Bass is. Who is looking at my Bass? And dear god, who is touching my Bass! And I hope he is keeing my Bass in good shape!
After that incident I have been on a crusade to get my Bass back. I have started support groups to help men who have had their Bass kicked out by their wives. Please help me stop the madness and join the Bass Crusaders today!
Joe (aka the Bass Crusader)
Either you need a new job or I can give the names of several Therapists. The last I heard was the Bass was in Mexico, Tijuana to be exact proudly being displayed in one of the numerous trinket shops. When you're out looking in all those shops watch out for the gangs protecting the bass. They are ruthless.
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