Thursday, January 12, 2006
I NEED A TARP
Birdie, birdie, up so high
Why'd you do that in my...?
More ridiculousness.
This morning, inside of 10 minutes, all before 9:00 a.m., the following befell my bosom:
1) The cat clawed a hole in it while I was poking him with a needle (don't ask).
2) A pigeon pooped on it.
3) I slobbered water or ?!? all over it.
Sexy.
It's not like it's even all that big, but it somehow has a gravitational pull all its own - especially poor Lefty. Everything is attracted to it: hydrogen, airborne sputum (that isn't mine), bat shit, footballs.
Is there a home for the chronically icky...?
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