Hallmark is missing a big market

Conversation with a friend: 

Me:  So we had to put Bubba to sleep.

Justin:  What happened?

Me:  The doctor started squeezing him and he popped his bladder or something. Victor was all “I think he done broke our cat” and it turned out that, yeah, he did. But it was going to happen anyway. He had some kind of persian disease.

Justin:  You know what ‘persian disease’ means in non-clinical terms? Oops-I-fucked-up-and-killed-your-cat disease.

Me:  Yeah.  We were going to send the vet a card but they don’t make one for “You guys did a great job of taking care of our cat right up until you murdered him.”

Disclaimer:  My vet actually kicks ass and didn’t intentionally kill our cat by popping his bladder.  That was an accident which could have happened to anybody.  He intentionally killed our cat by injecting him with some sort of poison.  Which we paid for and watched.  So I guess that murks up the water a bit.  Is “murks” a word?  It is now.

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Comment of the day:  I think you can make oodles of cash from the ”I done did fucked up and killed your (fill in the blank here)” card market.

”I done fucked up and killed your mom”

”I done fucked up and killed your ficus”

See?  The possiblities are endless….  ~Flutter

75 replies. read them below or add one

  1. So sorry about Victor….

  2. Pendullum – Thank you? He was actually like that when I married him so there’s really nothing for me to complain about.

  3. Came here via Binkytown…
    I’m hooked!
    You slay me.
    (And so sorry about your cat.)

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  4. HAHAHAH!

    OK, now that is funny! Not Bubba passing away, that is not funny, that is sad. I’m talking about Pendullum being sorry about Victor. Not that anyone should be sorry for him, because he’s really funny, but to say that the vet “…done broke our cat,” that is just wrong. Of course a vet popping your cat is wrong too but bad grammer is just inexcusible.

    So how’s Justin? He keeps griping at me to get a twitter account, but I haven’t had time…

    OK, that was random.

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  5. Yes, but Victor intentionally used poor grammer here and that is prefectly acceptable. It’s like two wrongs making a right or being so trashy that you actually look kind of hot.

    Justin is alive and fabulous. I think.

  6. “He intentionally killed our cat by injecting him with some sort of poison. Which we paid for and watched.”

    Aaahhh….so there were TWO gunmen on the grassy knoll.

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  7. was there any chance that there was a Epena Indian in the room? if so did he have a blowdart gun with him? if so, he might have darted Bubba. the use the golden poison dart frogs for poison, the deadliest. that’s right the deadliest. i can’t confirm neither deny that they eat persian cats in their diet, but probably.

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  8. I don’t think so. The vet swore that the Indian in our room was customary and harmless.

  9. I can’t believe that there vet done did that.

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  10. I’m so sorry about Bubba, but I’m loving this post. He done killed our cat….I’m rolling over here.

    I think Murks is a word. Purty Durn Sure.

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  11. You’re your own cat’s murder accomplice? Murder for hire??

    It’s wrong, I tell ya, WRONG for y’all to pay for that…your “kick ass vet” made P.L.E.N.T.Y. of money on Bubba’s ultimately life-ending treatments…recompense is in order if you ask me (which you didn’t).

    I’m tellin’ Posey to get the heck outta there while he/she/it can. RUN, POSEY, RUN!

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  12. Yes, you definitely need to start a greeting card line of your own.

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  13. He might need a card. I know I would had I busted a bladder. On 2nd thought I probably have done that a few times when I got the giggles.

    (ps. Nothing murky about having compassion there girl!)

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  14. I had a vet kill my cat, for real. I refused to pay the staggering bill, because they done be killed my cat.

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  15. OMG, you crack me up. I sent my vet a “thanks for killing my dog” card when i had to put Alex down. My mother thought i was nuts but hey, they did a wonderfully respectful job ending his life…..sans the popped bladder…

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  16. I think you can make oodles of cash from the

    ” I done did fucked up and killed your (fill in the blank here)” card market.

    ” I done fucked up and killed your mom”

    ” I done fucked up and killed your ficus”

    see? the possiblities are endless….

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  17. 17
    Just A. Reader

    It’s not exactly Hallmark, but may I offer a suggestion?

    http://mail2.someecards.com/filestorage/enc_1.jpg

  18. Murk is a word – I know because I made it up. You now owe me 25 cents.

    I sense that Hallmark will be knocking at your door very soon.

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  19. Jenny you just need to start your own dictionary. First kawasakied now murks. It’s a no brainer commercial success!

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  20. I like your words. They roll about and make me giggle, whether they are real or not. That giggling is useful when combatting unknown Persian diseases – it provides perspective and grace. Kudos on both. And sorry again about your kitty. 🙁

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  21. meow

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  22. I dropped off $1100 with my vet this week. $1100! AND THE CAT IS STILL SICK! That jackass is probably enjoying a luxury cruise right now on his cat-shaped yacht called “My clients are pussies.”

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  23. ooof.

    and i really think the vet should have thrown in a free murder yer pussy voucher after you’uns paid him so much of late.

    and i think you should print a photoshopped pic of bubba vowing to haunt the vet forever and send it to him.

  24. Call me crazy (Um…thank you!), but I think your vet owes you, not the other way around. Yes, your cat was very sick, but your vet actually was the final actor in your cat’s demise.

    I think he should have given you the euthanasia shot for free.

    “…he done broke our cat.”, indeed!

    I’m sorry about your kitty.

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  25. A vague Persian disease sounds highly alarming. And now I know why. Thanks for enlightening me.

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  26. Nothing worse than “popping a cat to death”. Except maybe “euthanizing him to death”. But potato, poh-ta-to.

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  27. OMG, it totally cost me $70 to have my dog “juiced” a few years ago. They called it the “pink juice.” Which is funny ‘cuz now we have fruit punch drink boxes that my kids LOOOOVE. I just chuckle (and simultaneously have a panic attack) when one kid says “I’d like some pink juice with my macaroni and cheese.”

    Sorry…rambly…Mucinex toxicity, I think.

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  28. Do ALL Persians suffer from Persian Disease or just the cat kind of Persians? I mean, it sounds horrifying that all Persians everywhere could contract this disease and then have to be put to sleep while their owners watched. I personally don’t own any Persians, because I think slavery is wrong, but I suppose IF I did, and IF one of them got Persian Disease, I would let the vet pop his/her bladder and inject him/her with poison. It’s humane to do that to your Persians so they won’t suffer right?

    I am sad that your kitty cat is no longer living, I am also sad that you don’t know if murk is a word, but, you know, on like, a totally different level of sad cause one is about a living being and the other about a word.

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  29. Yes, Murks is a word. Because isn’t Merk a pharmaceutical company? So…Murks equals…uh..TWO pharmaceutical companies. Murks. And quite possibly the same company that manufactured Bubba’s brand of poison that “done kilt him”. Rest his soul.

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  30. This is so sad and funny at the same time. 🙁

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  31. Come on, you live in Texas. There’s nothing murky about lethal injection down there.

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  32. I’m looking in a crystal ball. It’s a bit murky but I do see large cheques arriving from Hallmark.

    Poor Bubba. I suppose it’s better that it was the Vet rather than anyone else.

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  33. Sorry to laugh in the face of your despair, but you slay me! And the vet slayed (slew?) Bubba – only your way feels much better. We shall have to call you “Roget”!

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  34. we should make a dictionary of awesome words and phrases. you can put in kawasakied and murks. i’ll put in “healed up and haired over”

    we’ll be rich…

    and then you can pay hallmark to make a card that says “thanks for killing our cat, fucktard. you were awesome”

    oh, by the way, is the “picture of the kitty” on victor’s back a memorial to Bubba? is he going to have Old English lettering placed on it that says “RIP BUBBA” with his birth and death dates? cause hailey would totally love that

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  35. Who’s your vet? We got to Westside Vet Hospital and don’t want them killing our dogs.

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  36. Mmmm, I could have used your kind of Hallmark sentiments when the ultrasound tech said, “Did your last baby have a heart beat?” and when I responded with confusion she said, “Well you did lose your last two, right?” at which point I began to hyperventilate. She took a look at her clipboard and muttered, “Wrong line,” and then told us, “There were two sacs, one failed,” and then handed my a paper towel and said, “You can wipe now.”

    Seriously, they are missing an entire aisle of medical magnificence missives.

    As an aside, they put the fear of god in this woman and she all but offered me a lube job at today’s ultrasound appointment.

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  37. I am really sorry about Bubba. I still think he’s faking all you guys out and one day he will kick down the front door with bionic legs and hand you a Hallmark Card that say’s
    “Sorry I faked my death and made you cry alot.”
    Seriously though, Hallmark would make millions on these ideas.
    I saw a card there the other day where these two old ladies are talking about how their boobs are saggy, do people actually give these cards?
    “Hey saggy sacks! Happy B-day!”

  38. You seem to be great at coining words lately. And, shame on Hallmark for not finding more outlets?!

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  39. There really is a niche market for these types of cards. Maybe I’ll start a new business!

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  40. That makes me so sad. Poor Bubba. And Victor too. And yeah, bad grammar is totally inexcusable. (and I think I spelled that wrong.

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  41. “As an aside, they put the fear of god in this woman and she all but offered me a lube job at today’s ultrasound appointment.”

    What the…

    OK, sorry Amanda, but THE WIFE has gone through TONS of ultrasounds and I don’t think she would have EVER wanted a “Lube Job” from one of them…

    Of course maybe my definition is wrong.

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  42. Pet death sucks. Big time.

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  43. I’m sorry about your cat. PS – nothing normal ever happens to you, huh? Because popped pussy bladder just doesn’t sound normal.

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  44. I’ve got one from Hate Mail I can send you. It says “Karma called. And she didn’t sound happy”.

    Bastard cat killers.

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  45. Alright. So that shit was NOT funny but it was fucking hilarious!

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  46. Alas, you did not coin an additional phrase today, as “murk” is a real word. AND you used it correctly!

    I am a sad and pathetic Google addict. Sad.

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  47. p.s. Is this the same Justin from Daddy Daze?

    markira’s last blog post..Unsolicited Review

  48. Nope. It’s the Justin from the Great Fargo vs. Lebowski debate. And he is losing.

  49. 🙁 Awwwww. That’s so sad. So sorry.

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    ThatGreenyFlower

    Ok, the burning corduroy nearly did me in. Gorgeous, Jenny–somehow you seem to be at your most hilarious when you’re most deeply affected. Love it, but sorry about it too. xo!

  51. in the words of my beloved, britney: “ding dang ya’ll, sorry about your cat.”

    so yeah there aren’t cards such as the one you proposed in your post, but…. maybe you should create your own line of greeting cards. i am completely fucking serious, you would rule the world of dysfunctional greeting cards.

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  52. p.s. i desperately need for you to put the “what critics are saying” box back b/c frankly that makes me giggle every time i come over here.

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  53. This is why I object to all of these other people accosting you on your blog in your comments section, Jenny. I think of a decently funny thing to say in response to your latest side-splitter involving death and bladder crushing, but the time it takes to scroll down through the other comments in order to tell you my decently funny thing always sneaks the funny away from me and I’m left with a whole bunch of nothing.

    I blame everyone in the world but me.

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  54. I am sorry to hear about your cat…it is so hard to put a pet down. Can’t believe your vet did that though! He must have felt weird afterwards…

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  55. Every time I take my not-yet-dead cat to the vet it’s the same price. No matter what they do, it’s always about $35 but I have to bring her in again the next day and then two days later and so on. They just drag it out to make it seem like I’m getting my money’s worth.

    And while I come here to read your blog, the comments you get are the funniest anywhere and, like always, I am not worthy:).

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  56. …maybe you should create your own line of greeting cards. i am completely fucking serious, you would rule the world of dysfunctional greeting cards.

    Hey, I would totally spam send your greeting cards out to complete strangers, along with a Trojan for their PC.

    ~EdT.’s evil doppelgänger

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  57. Seriously, yo, Hallmark seems to be missing the market on a lot things. Do you know how hard it is to find a card wishing health in all things fertility? Uh, yeah.

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  58. I personally like this card idea: “It’s your LAST anniversary!”

    For those (like me) who went through a divorce and their anniversary happened to fall in there during the mandatory waiting period.

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  59. I’m really sorry, baby. Truly, I am…I just think it’s BULLSHIT when someone pops someone else’s bladder.

    I remember one time when I had this fantastic Himalayan. His name was Raja Kuala Lama Ding Dong…or something similar. And we made out for hours. Until there was an avalanche. That pretty much ended that scene…which wasn’t completely tragic. He smelled like Yak fur and well…there’s a reason that they don’t bottle that scent.

    Anyway, I also had a Himalayan cat. And when she was a kitten, she only trusted me. I told the arrogant vet this, but he ignored me. Well…”Simba” went ape-shit on his ass…or actually, technically his face. His face was literally bleeding within seconds of meeting her and dismissing my warnings. It was awesome.

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  60. I think you have a new career in card making.

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  61. What a way to go. I’m so sorry!

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  62. This talk of rupturing bladders is making me whoosieafsdfffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff

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  64. I kept seeing this pic of a kitty in my peripheral while I was reading your post. I was thinking it was a pic of your cat until I actually looked and read what it said.

    CLICK HERE.

    Timing is everything.

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  65. I had a friend from Italy who didn’t know the right terms for ‘put to sleep’ so when he walked in he was all “you killed the cat today?” dude!

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  66. I wish I hadn’t giggled at this post. I feel all dirty now.

    But in an “I’m still laughing” kind of way.

    But I’m still sorry about Bubba.

    Too… many… conflicting… emotions…

    My head hurts.

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  67. They so should make that card. And they so should include “murks” in it too.

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  68. Aw crap. I don’t even like cats and this post leaves me feeling just a little bit sad.

    Crap.

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  69. Hey, Jenny, they sell those cards at PetsMart, believe it or not.

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    http://dethroned-princess.blogspot.com/
    Be sure to tell her I sent you over. If you don’t have time to read all 4 posts, read this one. “Daddy Has a Tail.”

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  72. I could use a card for my hubby that reads:

    I done fucked up and killed your beer buddies!

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  73. I think they do make those kinds of cards. http://www.someecards.com and a lot of people make personalized hate mail now. For people you take the time to hate.

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  74. I have worked at an emergency clinic where a technician flushing a bladder has done that exact same thing, and all I can say is…I sort of giggled then, too. I keep looking for the lightning to take me out, pretty much on a daily basis.

    As to the ‘pink’ juice, the worst is when someone drew up a syringe and left it unlabeled. Because Distemper and Rabies vaccines are very similar in color to the Death Juice. And I really hate to waste anything.

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