...the FUCK???

[phosfate]

There's a shovel in the kitchen. I just tripped over it and damn near broke something. Why the HELL is there a shovel in the house???

God, Mom must finally be going all oldy-scooters. I'm gonna have to put her in a home.

Comments

Re: *Pats Hand*

[annlarimer.livejournal.com]

Okay lady! But there's no doghouse. It's definitely a garage. It's where we keep the car and the shovels.

Re: *Pats Hand*

[cocoajava.livejournal.com]

Then why is the dog crying?

Re: *Pats Hand*

[annlarimer.livejournal.com]

Er...Tasha's dead, Lady. Are you okay?

Erm, I Think So

[cocoajava.livejournal.com]

Tasha's dead? Geez, maybe this Jackson Plague HAS affected me more than I realized.

*sobs*

*crawls around on floor, looking for stale truffles*

Re: Erm, I Think So

[annlarimer.livejournal.com]

::blinks, snaps back to reality::

CJ, what the hell are you doing on the floor?

Re: Erm, I Think So

[cocoajava.livejournal.com]

Um, nothing, Ann. Lost a contact, that's all.

*thank goodness. She's normal. Or something. Now, what to do with all this Hello Kitty crap?*

Re: Erm, I Think So

[annlarimer.livejournal.com]

::gives you a hand up::

Ooooo, Hello Kitty! If you're tossing that stuff, can I have it?

Nuh-uh.

[cocoajava.livejournal.com]

Slaps Ann away. No! This stuff is bad for you. Toxic! Evil! Go play with the sex toys, they won't rot your brain.

Re: Nuh-uh.

[annlarimer.livejournal.com]

::Fixes you with a look::

I'm sorry...did you just hit me?

Re: Nuh-uh.

[cocoajava.livejournal.com]

Uh-oh. That was fairly stupid of me.

*runs to hide behind Rumil, who was conveniently just standing around*

*tosses out Hello Kitty goodies in hopes of appeasement*

Little help?

Re: Nuh-uh.

[annlarimer.livejournal.com]

::smiles tightly::

I didn't think you did.

::picks up much-sought-after India Kitty::