Showing posts with label birthday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label birthday. Show all posts

Monday, 10 March 2008

Smylexx-Eve


Yes, it's that time of year again. The date that you've had circled on your calendar for the last 363 days is almost upon us; my birthday- tomorrow.

Although it's quite apparent that you've already bought my present and wrapped it, being extra careful not to crush the gold-leaf wrapping paper or to chip any of the encrusted 24 carat diamonds on the gift-tag, I thought I'd help those who were still struggling with the gift-choosing by providing you with a few handy tips:

1 x Puncture Repair Kit with a beach ball attachment would be most appreciated. Sadly, whenever i get a new beach ball, i tend to crush it or pop it in an excited moment usually when one of my scientist friends says something like 'Is it me, or is it getting 'otter in here?' or 'You know Colin, there really 'otter be a Fire Exit sign over that emergency door'.

1 x Lightly roasted salmon with dauphinoise potatoes. Obviously i wont eat the potatoes but i will look at them with delight as i gently nibble my salmon while extending my flipper in an over-posh way.

1 x Bedtime Stories book with waterproof paper. Some of the smaller fish tell me that they get a little scared at night. Unfortunately the thing they most fear is being eaten by me but perhaps a soothing story about bears might cheer them up a bit.

1 x otter sanctuary with 18 otters and a lifetime otter replacement guarantee so that if one of them slips off the little see-saw I'm making or squishes against a rock after bouncing too high off the little trampoline i made last week, I'd be sent a new one in the post.

I also expect a fish-cake with a candle in it. Hurry or you'll miss the shops!!

Saturday, 10 March 2007

It's My Birthday and I'll Smy if I Want To!


Well actually, it's my birthday tomorrow but I'll probably be farrr too unwell to type properly so, in case you were wondering what to get me, here's a list of things i don't need:


Beachballs - Not only do i have an endless supply of these handed to me by my lovely human captors, but i also find that they're almost impossible to wrap.


Hoops - see above.


Fake plastic castle - i have one. i call it home and it's lovely. currently situated in the deep end just past the thick seaweed and the mysterious pebble.


Roller skates - i cant skate.


Tins of John West Tuna - they remind me of my half-cousin Duplexx and an unfortunate incident that happened off the coast of Molvania. Makes me whimper just thinking about it...


A subscription to Porpoise-Life Magazine - i have one already. Fabulous article in this month's edition on page 398 about dorsal fins.


Turtle Wax - i can wax all the turtles i want. There's three of them somewhere in the shallow end of the pool.