Merry mmmmmmm....

I opened mail yesterday, and there were a lot of Christmas cards. But most importantly, I got a christmas card from Domino's pizza.

I don't know what that means, but I'm thinking it means:

a. time to go on a diet.
b. time to go to the grocery store.
c. time to get some non-automated friends.

But upon further reflection, I noticed there was a coupon inside for a free pizza. My Dominos christmas present ROCKS!

Opening more cards, I got a SECOND card from Dominos. Also with coupon.

I don't get two cards from my parents, but Dominos adopts me as one of their own. I'm FAMILY. Say it in a Don Corleone Godfather voice...family. "Leave the gun, take the pizzas"

I decided they're trying to make me super fat before the new year's resolutions kick in, and I stop ordering. I got all tearful at the thought they might MISS me. Especially since their 'gift' to me of 2 free pizzas costs more than most presents I got from real non-pizza-oriented friends. The local pizza joint wants me to have a happy warm full sausage and olive-d christmas. And that's something. Not sure what...but something.

So have a Merry Christmas, and remember this: if you cross the Domino family, we'll bake you into a stuffed-crust Hawaiian so nobody will find your body. Happy Holidays!