Day 11. Christmas Ties. My frig, how many more of them are there, anyway?
I have been receiving death threats from people whose eyeballs have been scorched by the bright colours on the ties they must view every day on this blog and on my facebook. Strangers are walking up to me on the street, begging me to stop, just stop, or God please stop, with the ties.
No, I won't.
You can't make me.
Because I dare.
Because I can.
By the way, the threats have been turned over to the local constabulary. But, when they looked at the evidence, including the ties, they told me that any such attempt on my life would be considered justifable homicide. Geez. No respect.