Still no internet
Damn ISP. I hate you.
Dave here again sending you this haiku from Leslie as she spews forth this haiku over the phone in between rants about how her ISP sucks goat eggs. I have never heard this much filthy language over the phone in my life that didn’t have a per minute charge to it. It was kinda hot.
Internet is down
Spent day with a nervous twitch
Dave to the rescue.
We awoke to our greatest nightmare – the storms over the last 12 hours had killed our internet access. So I (Dave) travelled into work to make sure your day was complete with a haiku. This had so better get me laid.
Today at the Farmer’s Market…
Julia: “Hi! We’re selling Mama’s buckeyes. They’re a dollar! Would you like one?”
Customer #1: “Well, how can I resist that? Sure. I’ll take one.”
Julia: Takes the dollar, studies it, then stows it away.
Customer #2: “Good morning! What do we have here?”
Julia: “We’re selling buckeyes. They’re fifty dollars!”
This Is Motherhood
may not continue due to
lack of submissions.
It feels kinda like when “My So-Called Life” was cancelled.
I got the idea from here.
dumped at our place ’cause
we got a reputation
being suckers helping kitties
Yes…another one. And of course she’s a girl. Of course! Because if she weren’t a girl, she wouldn’t be a ticking bomb waiting to get knocked up and explode MORE KITTENS. And we wouldn’t have to pay MORE MONEY to get her fixed RIGHT NOW to avoid it.
But then there’s this:
Thank God the vet lets me run a tab.