May 13: Guest Post by My Son

This post was dictated to me by my son:

Wiggle your butt.  All the time.  At day and night.  And then wiggle your tail.  If you don't have a tail, just tell your dog "wiggle your tail."  And when you're done, get a ice cream, and that's my poem.  The End.

Have a good night,

Saint Marty

You heard what he said!  Shake your money-maker!