Clean Underwear Is Not As Important As A Tie

So I was cruisin’ west on I-80 in my dirty red truck, driving from C-ville to D-ville today. And OMGolly!!! My neck was naked! This was an emergency! And I briefly thought of calling 911. But I’m a somewhat reasonable gal, so I simply drew one on my neck. It had to be done, cuz what if I wrecked and had to go to the hospital—without a Tie o’ the Day? Forget that thing about wearing clean underwear: The tie’s the thing.🖊

I Need Sand Between My Toes. NOW!

Tie o’ the Day wanted to be worn as a scarf, and I was happy to accommodate. Those are woodies on Tie—loaded with beach toys. And I don’t care how silly eye-doctor sunglasses look: they are the most effective sunglasses made. Since I don’t mind looking silly, I’ll keep wearing ’em. P.S. My blurry photos must cease, so I’m purchasing a phone with a better camera. You really must see Ties o’ the Day clearly, to truly appreciate their fabulosity. 📱 📷