Everyone tells me how powerful this social media stuff is. I dont see it so here goes the experiment... Dear Facebook, I had a shite day today.... The cat finally had the kittens and the dog is the father. We thought the dog was neutered and, apparently so did the cat. They are no longer on speaking terms. The puttens (kuppies???) are affectionate critters but look like something the muppet makers made after taking LSD. Good news, Stephen King may be interested. Mr coffee committed hari Kari today taking the half and half out with him in his mad dive from the kitchen counter. Poured boiling water through filter in mug and replaced half and half with malted milk to thin out the blood. Chewy and unsatisfying. The cold cuts that just celebrated their 1 month birthday I thought were a bit pungent. Turns out cold cuts do not celebrate St Paddys day by turning green. Tummy not pleased. Physiology south of the belly less pleased. Tidy bowl man flushed himself out of the house to avoid processed month old cold cuts. Flustered after above and in hasty effort to evacuate ground zero placed underwear on backwards. Looked like I was having very personal interlude in public McDonalds bathroom while searching for fly and was reported to store manager. Am now banned from McDonalds. Underwear still on backwards in mug shot behind counter. In light of these factors and a generally vexed attitude, I formally request a day as impactful as whipped cream. Thanks bunches, Me
Posted on: Fri, 04 Apr 2014 01:07:00 +0000