After drying my body and hair with paper towels and throwing some clothes on, I headed for work. As I stepped out onto the front porch and locked the door behind me, I glanced into the laundry basket.
It will be dead by nightfall tomorrow. I'm not sure what I will do with the basket as of yet... but I do have an arsenal of fireworks at my disposal...
And yes, this is all true.
Oh, Amber, I thought of something last night after you were asleep and I was up playing my silly video games.
Tornados. They only attack farms and mobile homes (i.e. the midwest.) Spiders dwell in these locations in numbers that both you and I would shiver to think about (ok, I'd shiver, you'd scream... but whatever.)
That means that tornados must harbor millions of fucking spiders. Dizzy spiders... but spiders none the less.
Maybe Tornados aren't that cool...
And fuck you blogger for telling Amber I deleted my first comment...
Actually on second thought:
Thank you blogger... now she will drive herself insane trying to figure out what the first comment was.
Jokes's on you Fishy, since I have all my comments e-mailed to me, I already know that your first comment was largely identical to your second one, and that you probably just deleted it by accident asshat.
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sneaky fucker, dontchathink?
It will be dead by nightfall tomorrow. I'm not sure what I will do with the basket as of yet... but I do have an arsenal of fireworks at my disposal...
And yes, this is all true.
Oh, Amber, I thought of something last night after you were asleep and I was up playing my silly video games.
Tornados. They only attack farms and mobile homes (i.e. the midwest.) Spiders dwell in these locations in numbers that both you and I would shiver to think about (ok, I'd shiver, you'd scream... but whatever.)
That means that tornados must harbor millions of fucking spiders. Dizzy spiders... but spiders none the less.
Maybe Tornados aren't that cool...
And fuck you blogger for telling Amber I deleted my first comment...
Actually on second thought:
Thank you blogger... now she will drive herself insane trying to figure out what the first comment was.
It's not like I'm going to tell her.
Jokes's on you Fishy, since I have all my comments e-mailed to me, I already know that your first comment was largely identical to your second one, and that you probably just deleted it by accident asshat.
Tim, I was really remarkably calm. Really.
That's like cheating at scrabble.
Um, no. Really it isn't anything like that at all.
Cheating at scrabble is the shit.
As long as you don't get caught of course.
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