OH.MY.GOD
Ginger just ran into the house with the remains of a dead rat and ran straight to the living room rug where she dropped it.I'm going to be sick.
posted by MyHusbandRules @ 11:28 AM
Sunday, February 25, 2007
I'm going to be sick.
It reminds me of a string of wet sponges; it reminds me of tattered washing on the line; it reminds me of stale bean soup, of college yells, of dogs barking idiotically through endless nights. It is so bad that a sort of grandeur creeps into it. It drags itself out of the dark abysm…of pish, and crawls insanely up to the topmost pinnacle of posh. It is rumble and bumble. It is flap and doodle. It is balder and dash. -H.L. Mencken
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2 Comments:
You win! I thought I had it bad. Dear son had the most explosive diaper while sitting on the living room carpet tonight. I heard it and saw it.
Thank God for the new hand held carpet shampoo machine!
Poor rat.
I don't know, the explosive diaper is darn good contender for the crown!
To think that's in my near future! Woohoo! :)
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