If I had a nickel for every Facebook or Twitter post that I have read over the past week that ended with "WINNER" or "WINNING" - well, I would have a lot of nickels.
My friend Stacie sent these. Not sure how many of them she created and how many she simply collected, but they are all "WINNERS" in my book. Why? Because they feature the rantings of my favorite coked-up, possibly bipolar, bitchin' rock star from Mars, superimposed over images of fluffy mammals.
Do the math, people.
By the way, the F-18 metaphor totally fits my fluffy boy, Max. Who is a total bitchin' rock star from Mars, if you ask him or either of my kids. Well, the kids won't say "bitchin'." Hopefully.