I was going to do a post today but... to piss Tazz off (because he snatched a tortilla from my fingers and I almost wound up with the nickname of 9 Fingers Charlie) I pretended to be thunder, he hates thunder, but it backfired because when I went like this:
I strained my vocal chords (hopefully that's the right *chord* DAVID!) and now my throat is ouchy.
Tazz was unimpressed. He didn't even pretend to hide. Bastard.
Anyway, since I can't talk, I can't do a post. You know, because I talk while I type?
Also, Tuesday night, while eating Rice Krispies (I know YUM!), I swallowed a moth. Insects in my house better beware!
Okay, I wasn't too upset about the moth thing until I googled images of moths and now? Now I want to take the blue pill.
And finally, Andy cut his hair(s) and no longer looks like the drunk derelict I found sitting outside of Boomhauers garage. I'm happy because I won't go to hug stinky drunken strangers and he's happy because I no longer step on his hair while I'm walking by his chair.
So anyway, that's why there's no post today.