Um...I really don't have anything. Except lots of extra thanksgiving leftovers, none of which I really want except for the turkey. I'll probably have to bag some of that up for the freezer in the next day or so.
Also, I'm missing a glass. It's the twin of the one that I dropped in the kitchen last month. I have no idea where it could be, or how I could have lost a glass, given that it only has four possible positions.
How about this? Some crazy lady beat a peacock to death. WTF?
- Who hates peacocks? Aren't they like fancy chickens that everyone likes because they act dumb and look pretty? I guess my argument is that peacocks are like 90% of people on TV.
- Can't you come up with a better way to kill one than to beat it with a baseball bat? That's like what you do when Sammy pawns your TV to buy the nose candy. I don't think peacocks run up drug habits large enough to warrant theft.
- And who's going to believe that's actually the peacock's TV? No, pawn shops have standards.
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