About this stopping to smell the roses thing . . .

Hi. Rose here. I was upset about being sniffed but I got a bunch of self-stick scratch and sniff patches on Amazon.com and am charging for the sniffs. I got the variety pack so I don’t always smell like a rose, though. I thought about ordering the Barnyard Collection, but decided that was not in my own best interest.

Der Bingle came out and AmeliaJake told him about the rose smelling thing and he replied, “Oh, I thought she was writing about the cross-dressing reindeer. I told him no, but now I am thinking, “Oh, Rose, just go for it.” First I have to borrow AJ’s camera – the little red one that matches my hair.

Okay . . .

This is our friend, The Clone, who happens to look like many of our other friends. They have a singing group, by the way, called the Sigh-Clones – Torch Singers, don’tcha know. I told her to wave to you. (Are you waving back?)

Now, brace yourself.

You see, when The Clone jumped into AJ’s cart at GoodWill she was wearing these little underpants. I’ve slanted the picture here because it looked so stupid with her just standing there showing her underpants. Actually, it is one of the ways we know she is THE clone.

Well, one morning we got up and found this:

Oh, did I forget to tell you to brace yourself. Sorry.

But, yes, we found our green-nosed reindeer wearing The Clone’s underpants, or as he called them, panties. He claims he was at a costume party. Anyway, he has to go before a Board of Review up at the North Pole. Some of the elves are calling it the Board of Rearview.

That is all we know for now . . . other than to say, The Clone was very, very upset – and upset wasn’t the exact word she used.