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30 Days of Writing - #21 - Favours I'd Ask of Satan



In no particular order:

That there be no such thing as  high cholesterol.

That I could drink as much as I wanted without a hangover.

That I'd win the lottery.

That I could sing in a supergroup featuring Bob Dylan, Neil Young and Eric Clapton.

That I could sing.

That my wife let me buy madras shorts to golf in.


Head on over to We Work For Cheese to see what the rest of those yahoos would ask of Satan.

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Cheryl P. said…
Hahahahaha That is so good, Dufus. I will be thinking of my list today as well. I am thinking that maybe just a really good lottery win and being able to eat anything I want without worrying about gaining weight would pretty much do it for me...well that and world peace.
21 June 2012 at 08:07
Maro Maro said…
I do agree that it appears Neil Young hasn't sold out or whatever but aren't his tickets outrageously cheap. But if that's because he doesn't use sponsorship than I guess that's cool. http://concerts.ticketpolice.com/neil-young-tickets/
21 June 2012 at 09:09
babs (beetle) said…
Ditto to all of those, except the drinking one ;)
21 June 2012 at 09:48
Tami Von Zalez said…
What no madras? Can't a guy get any respect? *said in my best Rodney Dangerfield voice*


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21 June 2012 at 12:49
P.J. said…
Yes to the shorts!
21 June 2012 at 14:19
laughing mom said…
Does your wife golf with you? If not, why does she care what you wear?
21 June 2012 at 15:17
Barb said…
I actually bought the blue ones pictured for my hubby! He wears them to golf occasionally! ;)
21 June 2012 at 16:50
Quirky Loon said…
I'm very concerned.


Why won't your wife let you wear the Madras?


I'm very worried.


I may need more than ONE diet dr. pepper to ponder and muse this.


*smile*
21 June 2012 at 20:46
Lauren said…
What you said except for buying madras shorts to golf in. Satan probably has custom shorts made with a back flap for his tail.
21 June 2012 at 23:07
nonamedufus said…
Oh I wouldn't stop at madras shorts. Have you ever seen John Daly's pants? Google "John Daly pants pics"
24 June 2012 at 20:42
nonamedufus said…
I was just kidding. I'm gonna buy a pair and see what she says!
24 June 2012 at 20:42
nonamedufus said…
Okay! Lucky guy!
24 June 2012 at 20:43
nonamedufus said…
My point exactly! No, she doesn't golf.
24 June 2012 at 20:43
nonamedufus said…
Yay!!!
24 June 2012 at 20:43
nonamedufus said…
My wife has very high standards. Me, on the other hand...
24 June 2012 at 20:44
nonamedufus said…
Ha, ha. Cheers!
24 June 2012 at 20:44
nonamedufus said…
Yeah, I don't want to be too selfish. Just the lottery win would be enough for me.
24 June 2012 at 20:45
Lauren said…
I see your point. I just Googled his pants. Yikes!!!
24 June 2012 at 22:24
nonamedufus said…
Yeah madras is pretty tame compared to those!
24 June 2012 at 22:39
Lauren said…
They're like Picasso sporting wear.
24 June 2012 at 22:53
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