My dear guests, we bid you welcome to the Club BoxBoy! This page represents our extremely feeble attempt to stimulate your visual senses and empty your pockets of plethorae of coin. Every month or so, Club BoxBoy will present for your approval and amusement a different theme of fabulous BoxBoy product. Like a box of extremely inexpensive pastel cream-filled chocolates, you never know what you will get until you open wide and say "aaahhh." So enjoy ... and remember that this site is NOT intended to be a cyber-museum. We do want your hard-earned money so we can continue to purchase compact discs, DVDs and eat! And thus, we commence... |
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| May We Suggest ... |
| Ah, the joys of Christmas. As our knowledge of Hannukah, Eid, Kwanzaa, Boxing Day, etc., is extremely limited, we use "Christmas" in the spirit of ALL holidays ... real or manufactured. When we greet you a Merry Christmas, it's done with the best of intentions. Anyway, back to the true meaning of X-mas ... gift giving. We hate it. We have tried our best to eliminate the gift giving debacle in our households for years. We have almost succeeded in this endeavor as buying gifts for all family members has been reduced to a drawing of names for only one gift. We hope even this practice will end after this season. Still, we are sometimes pressed to find that perfect gift ... for the boss, for the co-worker we hate, for the friend who keeps on regifting, for the neighbor who fell down in our yard and broke their pinkie toe ... the list is endless. So, your BoxBoy has a few suggestions. And at the end of the list, a special gift for you ... you deserve it, we deserve it. And a very Happy Christmas to all my friends in BoxBoyLand. The year 2010 will be a fabulous one. Higher Power bless us each and every one! |
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| Depressed? |
| The holidays are stressful ... right up there along with weddings and movings. Who needs the aggravation? Don't feel sorry for yourself, buy some eggnog (with whiskey you fool) and get merry. Don't lie on a couch and blame others, go out Christmas caroling (with a Sunday School group is ideal) with cheap whiskey on your breath. You'll be the talk of the town and your self-esteem will skyrocket. Get into the Christmas spirits!! |
| Overworked? |
| Job Suck? |
| There are so many advantages to being employed by oneself. We, for example set our own work hours (this time of year, at least 12 hours a day most days); we answer to no one (except the telephone and the email); we await with great anticipation the act of coins and bills being parlayed into our palms ... only to find we are working for pennies. Hey, we could have a real job in the real world and achieve the same results. |
| Unappreciated? |
| We made the mistake once of telling Loved One about maids named Jessie Mae & Lily who assisted our Saintly Mother with horrible household chores occasionally. Well I'll tell ya ... this BoxBoy is the maid, the yardboy, the cook, the handyman, the you name it ... whilst others (who are unemployed) keep weird happy hours, smoke cigarettes, and watch The Food Network most of the day, sequestered in its man room. We tried "Otis Campbell, get to it!" but it didn't work. Time to call the man. |
| Family Problems? |
| Well, we could devote an entire website to this paragraph alone, but we'll make do. When we were little, our Saintly Mother wouldn't allow our friends to come inside and play. We had to play outdoors, suffering insect bites and sunburn. She explained once years later that she did this because our next door neighbor refused us admittance into her house. Didn't wanna go in there anyway ... they were Baptists. |
| Money Worries? |
| In this day and age, who doesn't have money worries? Oh, the rich kids living off Daddy's trust fund and who protest meetings of the World Bank ... well you're exempted because you are doing such good community service. Barf. One who does many things well yet can't generate income ... would that be an entrepreneur? Would that be a professional college student? Oops, we better stop ... we do many things well, only some of which generate income! |
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| We have had our fair share of sheety jobs over the years ... this is why we are now self-employed. Our worst job was a ticket taker for an attraction in the Great Smoky Mountains. We even worked for family (now ex-family thank the Little Baby Jesus), and we were truly treated like sheet. Thankfully, many members of this dysfuntional trash family are now pretty much destitute, having blown through a small fortune. Hahaha!!! |
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| When Life Just Blows ... FUKITOL! |
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| Is Any Explanation Really Necessary? |
| Happy New Year! |
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