For those of you that don't know what a "woobie" is....what are you retarded? :) It's my blanket, blankie, snuggy, cover, the thing I sleep with at night. (Cuz I have no woman lol.)

My woobie is very, very important to me. My kids got it for me about 12 years ago I think. It was the best gift I got that Christmas. To this very day my kids fight over who's gonna get my woobie when I die....LMAO!  I get  my kids usually every weekend and they start arguing over who gets to use my woobie almost immediately. My daughter asks that I not wash it because it smells like "dad". My son asked if we could cut it in half so he could have a piece of it at his mother's house.

It's in surprisingly good condition considering how old it is and what it's been through. When work is heavy on the docks I often sleep in the back seat of my car because I don't have time to go home and of course I keep my woobie in the trunk. We use it whenever we go on picnics. When any of the kids are sick they get dibs on my woobie.

It's not very big, doesn't cover me from head to toe but that's perfect because I can't sleep with my feet under the covers anyway. It's brown on one side and white on the other with a great big picture of a tiger on it. It's very warm and cozy. I LOVE MY WOOBIE!

If anyone were to ask me..."Deunan, what is your most valuable possession?" I'm sure I would be laughed into oblivion when I answered with..."my woobie."

Woobie Deunan