Two Confessions

I have two confessions to make--with my husband's gracious approval, of course.

First, I have heard of singing in the shower,
but not
philosophizing in the shower. (true story)


And, second, I found this "*I don't know what to call it*" the other day, read it to a friend over the phone, but was laughing so hard, it was almost impossible to get through it......

The High Order of the Peacock

-None shall be granted admission except under scrutiny of the high council
-The High Council is Jon Sorenson of the Mountain Pass
-Those granted admission by the High Council must swear an oath of: excitedness, punctuality, & good fashion sense, which thus shall fully consummate their admission and official membership in THOOTP. A certificate of peacockiness shall be administered at this time and rank granted of squire-cock & all of the rights and privileges that it entails
- Squire cocks are required to eat only vegetables
-The High Order of the Peacock hereby proclaims its sovereignty over all lands west of the Mississippi River and North of the Rio Grande, all the way to the Atlantic
-Citizens of these lands are expected to renounce US and Mexican citizenship & submit application to THOOTP immediately. Failure to do so will result in punishment by wet towel spankings to be administered by the High Council