Acid-laced mango-flavored multi-faceted mucho-stupidity 2003-06-17 - 9:21 p.m.
I just dropped a stamp on the floor and it picked up all kinds of cat hairs, which are now stuck to the back of it. Unfortunately (or luckily), it is not one of the lickable kinds of stamps. It is a self-adhesive stamp.
Hehehehehehe I said "lickable". And I said "self-adhesive". Hehehehehe.
The proper gift for the first anniversary is cat hair, correct?
I thought so.
Now, if you would excuse me, I am going to scamper off into the moonrise with my girly, girly booze, my 'nilla, Nilla wafers, and a burly, burly Swede named Sven and Sven and I will move to Mexico and Sven will start a smorgasbord and I will answer the phones at the restaurant and I will say "Sven's Sveeeedish Smorgasbord. Veeeee deliver." when I answer the phones.
I am so, so tired, but I am presently going to sue the hot dog company for mixing in acid along with the reconstituted chicken and beef guts and eyeballs and the like.