Tuesday, November 20, 2007
Is that a BLOG in your pants? Or are you just happy to see me?
The bastard stole my pickle. He took it right off my tray, and ate it...the whole time staring right at me with this smug look on his face that yelled "That's right, I stole your pickle! What are you gonna do about it?!" The crunch of my beloved pickle in his mouth reverberated down my spine and all I could think was how nice my fork would have looked sticking out of his eye.
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3 comments:
I love this! You just need to do it more often.
Really. Give us a taste of what you're thinking, even if it does seem random.
I think that's what most of us love about you is that you're not predictable but you're always charming and funny.
I would love to see what's in your head, no matter how crazy you think it is.
And I'd put my spoon in his eye if it were me... but only because it's cruel.
Not bad... but I would have thought far more out of the box. Salad Tongs anyone??? LOL!
You must write more... You have a wicked sense of things and a wickeder (ist that a word...?) sense of humor, I can tell. I want to see more of it.
Come on... I'll pay you. I've got *rummages in pocket* 84 cents...? Not enough huh? Well, I tried.
Hey! That 84¢ belongs to the $1000 Project!
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