Showing posts with label coupon chicks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label coupon chicks. Show all posts

Monday, August 18, 2008

When coupon chicks say....

... "Don't touch my box!"

They are referring to the coupon box. It's sacred, you know.

... " I did Walgreens and Walmart, but not Target. Oh, and I
still need to go CVSing."

They mean that they have gleaned savings of huge proportions
by combining coupons and sales at the stores mentioned.

... " I need multiple inserts."

That chunky little booky-thingy of coupons that comes with the
Sunday paper is called an "insert" (since, you know, it's inserted
into the paper).

... "I NEVER can find a hang-tag, because I don't drink wine, so
I don't get cheap meat."

A "hang-tag" is, oddly enough , a tag-like thing that frequently
hangs around the neck of a bottle of wine, bringing opportunites
for free or discounted meat and other items to its bearer.


I don't want to overwhelm the uncouponly among us, so I'll stop there.

Besides, Mr. Amazing doesn't like it when I blog so late in the evening.
He thinks we need to spend time together.
Which is why I'll be on the lookout for a deal on scissors.
I think he'd enjoy having his very own pair.
Just think of the hours we could spend together.
He could clip, I could sort.
Ya think??? :>)

No? Why not??

**H**