Tuesday, May 30, 2006

I Feel Like the Poseidon

Last night I lay groaning on my back while thousands of beasties tried to escape my hull. A few intrepid explorers managed to get out through a crack near my main shaft, but most were left behind to die a watery death.*

Luckily, the USS Immodium is responding to my distress call and is rushing to plug the leaks in my bulkhead.

Ugh. No more hot chicken wings for dinner...

*Unlike that lying bastard charlatan David Blaine.

1 Comments:

Blogger Kathy T. said...

I hadn't read your posts until Ivy blogrolled you. I've been laughing now until my side hurts. Thank God for Ivy introducing you to my small world!

10:48 PM  

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