Friday, August 24, 2007

Yahweh Phones In the Plagues

  • Laundry turns pink.

  • IFC French Film Showcase.

  • "That bitch" gives your buddy Mike "goddamn crabs".

  • Yard particularly squirrelly.

  • Bartender down at Minky's won't let you get up to take a piss until you've agreed that, yes, it's possible that a sheep could have ADD.

  • Mosquito bite itches in spite of fingernail "X".

  • Some asshole on rooftop patio drops cigarette into your mojito.

  • Just one locust, except trapped between your bedroom window and screen for like, ever.

  • Sunset.

  • That sitcom pilot that you thought showed promise? Promptly canceled.


2 Comments:

At 9:05 AM, Blogger drinkspiller said...

I was standing in my yard when, for laughs, I thought I'd check. Dubious, and smiling at my own silliness, I took a peek at my undershirt. What the fuck? Call Mike. It's happening.

 
At 11:39 PM, Blogger bendango said...

Ex-girlfriend finds Jebus (a guy in Hawaii, actually) and announces she's getting married on Labor Day after previously proclaiming she "...really needs some time to just be alone, be single", then maliciously tells said ex-boyfriend's roommate that she's saving up for the big move to the big island.

You guys know who I'm talking about here. Lloyd Daubler would be royally pissed.

 

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