I am the blogger ninja. My indian name is "duped Angie into marrying me". As blogger ninja, I slink around her posts, adding tidbits and insights with ninja speed and ninja precision.
She is amazingly creative...and sincere. She asked me "are you going to feel wierd about me publishing a picture of me slinking around the naked, svelte body of some super-hunk?" and I said "No! anyone who knows us, knows I look exactly like that. No worries!" So she's sensitive too.
This attack has to do with the total awesomeness of my wife. She made this great invitation:
She is amazingly creative...and sincere. She asked me "are you going to feel wierd about me publishing a picture of me slinking around the naked, svelte body of some super-hunk?" and I said "No! anyone who knows us, knows I look exactly like that. No worries!" So she's sensitive too.
The Ninja also declares that Angie's new hair cut is totally awesome. Her eyes are the most beautiful things I've ever seen, and she is a naturally hot pregnant babe, even without trying. It's hard to keep my ninja mind on ninja thoughts when I'm around her.
Her ninja husband makes close to no ninja dollars and works like a ninja dog about 12 hours a day. 
This means that Angie runs a whole household, takes care of my 2-1/2 ninja children, all without help and without any money. We eat like kings, not because we buy expensive food, but because she can magically whip four basic, left-over ingredients into endless nights of fancifal feasts.
This means that Angie runs a whole household, takes care of my 2-1/2 ninja children, all without help and without any money. We eat like kings, not because we buy expensive food, but because she can magically whip four basic, left-over ingredients into endless nights of fancifal feasts. She is modest, so when she sees my ninja post, she will first be embarrased, then giggle, then try to remove it unless we kep commenting to have her keep it up.
"Duped Angie into marying me" ninja loves his ninja wife.....and what?...uh huh...well yes President Washington, I'm pretty fond of you too. 
11 comments:
What a cute post, your Ninja blogger is awesome. My husband won't even read my blog!!! What a cute invitation and good idea. I am looking forward to the movie.
you are just soooo ninja like! you do a great job as a ninja dog on behalf of your ninja fam!
angie... i loved the invitation. i'd bett
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i'd better get reading.
What a great blog! Thanks for sharing :)
I love it! That is so sweet!! Nic is a good hubby, and so nice of him to finally confess his true Indian name.
By the way, love the invitation! It is very creative. I think I am now officially the only person I know that has not read those books. I'm starting to feel a little left out!
Very sweet of the ninja blogger. I love the rare occasions when my husband posts on "our" (really "my") blog.
Thanks for making me smile.
Ninja Blogger is funny and wise! Your invitation was really festive. I have not had a chance to read the series of books, but if the movie is anything like the trailer it should be great!
My ninja clan chalenges your ninja clan to a mighty battle. Meet us in Newbury Park, right before New Year's, when the moon silvers the blossoms of the almond tree. Bring your lotus-scented nunchuks.
George Washington is not welcome at our house. We're fans of Jefferson and his agrarian ideals. I flare my nostrils at both of you. Ha ha!
Smoochies,
Evan
you r not the only one Michelle... I was given an invitation contingent on me reading the book. i'm still working on opening it angie...i still have like 49 hours left though!!
Isn't it fun to be in love endlessly?
Man this makes me wish we stayed to and hung out with you guys in Vegas that night instead of going home with my family. I could have used some good laughs....sigh I guess I'll just have to keep visiting here.
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