Dude! That’s gotta hurt!
April 3, 2005
Sometimes my entries write themselves.
The other morning I was stumbling into the kitchen for my morning speed fix cup of coffee. (Sidenote: This just so happened to be the day after Clint made an appointment for his Big V -or Freedom Day as I like to call it.) After taking a huge life-giving gulp of my nectar of the gods coffee, I was able to pry my eyes open. When I I did, I glanced over to something that caught my eye on my counter. Yes, this absolutely made me spew my coffee all over myself and my counter. What the hell?
I did indeed see what I thought I saw. Yes, my friends, it is a plastic man straddling a knife.
No one will fess up to putting it there. No. One. And I swear by the gods of the internet, it was not me. If I am lying, may Harley (the dog otherwise known as Sir Poops A-Lot) defacate my carpet everyday for a week.
Clint didn’t see the humor that I did. For you men who think I am a horrible bitch for laughing at this, you’re right. I am. But really…it is funny in light of the situation.
So if you are the one who set Mr No Nuts on the knife, thanks for the giggle, but honestly, I am going to have to ask for my key back. It freaks me out that you got into my house and did that.
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Posted by Jenn @ 3:13 pm
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