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Hello! You have reached this number. At the tone please leave a number OR Press One to learn about the flaming toaster which happened when Long Time Husband made toast with buttered bread...
Press Two to hear about Killer Kat bringing Baby Bunny, his latest victum , into the house as a gift for LTH [see above]. The Human was not pleased and yelled loudly, grabbed the offensive monster Animal who dropped the sweet,Bunny on the kitchen floor. The Lady of the Manor screamed because, ahh, er, well, ah,
it was little and skittering about near her. It dashed between the refrigerator and the wall. The Killer Kat was thrown into the WC because a) he could not open that door [as he does all others or b) he could not shred the tile as he is wont to do with carpets under said doors in the process of opening. Got that? LT and MM searched the second floor for Baby Bunny. Anon. MM left the back door wide open to the falling night rain and went upstairs to her PC. LT went downstairs to his den to his PC, leaving the way unimpeded for the infant one to find his way outside to safty. Did he? We don’t know. The next day Killer presented his Master the partial remains of a baby bunny. Same Baby Bunny? We don’t know. LT very seriously told me not to be upset; Rabbits are reincarnated. Yes, that’s what he said...
Press Three for the strange tale of a Sister-Girlfriend from Church gifting me a lovely outfit of peasant blouse and tiered skirt. For no reason. She wanted to ‘cause she thought I would like it. And I do. Unfortunately, as I have already sniveled to my friends, I look like the little Doughboy’s Mama wearing it! Gathers are for those slender in frame. Alas, my frame has enlarged it’s holdings. The plan now is to try to find a more [?] flattering top...something less blimpish.
Press Four to be assured that the subdivision has warily submitted to the new regime of trash collectors. There is no privacy. An arm snakes out, grabs the cart and flings over the top of the truck and your trash falls out for all to see. No more putting it onto a lift and being flung discreetly inside the truck. And there are no longer three men, one driving and two hanging on the back breathing in the fumes of... well, we won’t go there. Now there is just the driver and...the steering wheel is on the right side of the truck. [gasp!]
Press Five for Chinese poison updates
Press Six for Welfare benefits in Spanish
Press Seven for target suggestions in Arabic
Eight for the latest political Double Speak concerning pardons, fences, etc
Nine to prevent aggressive takeover by the computer closest to you
And finally, Press Ten for all others in Englaseece.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sEJfS1v-fU0 Have a Good Day. Miss Meg
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