"Well, said Nancy, "how about Roger?" Timber: "Rabbit." "Theodore?" "Chipmunk." "John?" "Toilet." "Baby, any name you pick, if those little pests want to tease you, they'll figure something cruel to say...."
Brain:...O.k., next up, I just want to, once again, draw your attention to the four baskets of laundry waiting to be folded. Me: Yeah, I saw them. My eyes work just fine. I choose to ignore them for the time being.
Doris woke up, immediately shut her eyes again, and heaved a heavy, weary sigh. Today was not going to be a good day. Most weren't, but today especially. She sat up slowly, making sure not to move the bed too much so that mister over there, who was snoring as usual, wouldn't wake up. She... Continue Reading →
Do you enjoy being drenched in the stench of poop all day long? Do you enjoy walks around the block in the wee hours of the morning?...