I hit myself in the head today with my car keys (please don’t ask). I said to my Guardian Angel, “Why did you let that happen? What, you’re off today because IT’S YOUR FEAST? Well, isn’t that special. All you guys are up there having some big party, leaving us poor slobs down here to fend for ourselves. Thanks a lot!”
Then I went out driving. On Long Island. I said, “Shove that strawberry cupcake in your mouth and GET BACK DOWN HERE NOW!”
I got back home in one piece, so I guess the party’s over:)