Just a minute ago, one of my coworkers said "Hey, today is Vin Diesel's birthday... he's 36." And I went "36?! Wow, that's old!" Now all the women in the office are... ummm, giving me evil looks. So I guess I should write out my will now. :lookaroun
Angel, you get my statue of Eric. Treat him with the same love and respect that I have.
Maria, you can have my seashell collection. (Beats the wonderbra anyday.
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Rob, you can have all my gadgits and gizmos.
Bri, my whozits and whatzits.
Jer, my thingamabobs... all twenty.
Christy, you can have my WDW trip.
Gary, you can have this chest filled with these little shiny, yellow things. I dunno what they're for, but I'm sure you can find some use for them.
Angel, you get my statue of Eric. Treat him with the same love and respect that I have.
Maria, you can have my seashell collection. (Beats the wonderbra anyday.

Rob, you can have all my gadgits and gizmos.
Bri, my whozits and whatzits.
Jer, my thingamabobs... all twenty.
Christy, you can have my WDW trip.
Gary, you can have this chest filled with these little shiny, yellow things. I dunno what they're for, but I'm sure you can find some use for them.