Disappointing Punch in the Junk

IT WAS A TIE, by the way. The three of you who visit my blog voted and decided that what I should get for my birthday was a combination of "crushing disappointment" and a "punch in the junk." So, here it is.



Thanks, everybody.

A "musical turtle" was the least popular present choice, and "hippie foot (lucky)" just barely missed out. Which is unfortunate, since I really had my heart set on finally getting a hippie foot of my own. (I keep borrowing from friends and they are, honestly, getting tired of it.) Oh well, there's always Christmas.