Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Insert High-Pitched Whistle Here

I am fixin' to march my happy ass outside and find that little kid who has been blowing that damn flute thing-a-ma-jig incessantly for hours, grab it from his grubby little hands, and find his mother and jam it where the sun don't shine! Doesn't she have any ears? GAH!

P.S. Caffeine makes you irritable too.

1 comment:

  1. Anonymous3:11 AM

    My God, have you blogged, just got back from a call and thought I would see what was up! Everything is! I did not recognize Barnaby at all. At first it looked like Ice T with his eyes blocked. I not kidding. Glad you liked the dog site. After reading your blog I hit next blog and go for hours.
    Talk to you soon. BP


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