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For your three your old, the green beans and chicken fingers would go absolutely perfectly with a “….NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” while kicking the table and crying hysterically.

For your six year old, a pouting face, a look of absolute hatred, death, loathing and never ending spite would pair delightfully with a vegetable pot pie.

And for your thirteen year old, just being in public pairs in just the most divine manner with … anything.

Oh … Oh I see. For the adults. You want to know WINE, W-I-N-E. I see. Well, I don’t know. I don’t even work here.

Attn: Ellen (12/2/15)

Front

Ellen DeGeneres postcard

Back (apologies for my handwriting!)

Ellen DeGeneres postcard

The text of the postcard is

Dear Ellen,

I think if I was a quarterback in the NFL before hiking the ball I would yell for an audible if necessary, but I would also yell, “run toward me if you need a hug, hug city right here, hug city, hug city, set … HIKE!”

And then after the play I’d say to the defensive guys, “boy you guys really wanted hugs, huh?” and I bet, looking deep into the eyes of the middle line backer, I would be able to see he both wanted to tackle me AND wanted a hug.

Sincerely,
DumbFunnery.com OR @DumbFunnery

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