Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Things That Required My Attention Before My Daughter Fell Asleep Last Night

1. A hyena
2. A three-eyed ghost
3. A case of "piggy cold"

You know, I can envision a future of conversations like this:

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  1. Hmmm.

    Maybe the whole interwebs thing has me hornswoggled.

    But I find myself disappointed those three items aren't links.

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  2. Inventive little tykesters are they not?

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  3. Three-eyed ghost: Worse than a two-headed dog?

    Or an eight-eyed spy?

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  4. Perhaps he used Dick Cheney's Borrowing Machine?
    ~

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  5. Or an eight-eyed spy?

    The sound around bedtime is reminiscent of that.

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  6. My 7 year old asked me the other day if he can have my baseball mitt and ipod when I die. Been locking the bedroom door at night ever since.

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  7. I was borrowing the burrowing machine while you were off burying the birders in burberry...

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  8. Fred Thompson needs to cut down on the tanning.

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  9. No one is addressing the super apes on the moon issue. Frankly I am locking the doors twice at night and getting extra adult diapers. 'Be peepared' is my motto.

    Heamedi to you all

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  10. I think I'll just avoid going to the moon at all until they deal with that pesky super ape infestation...

    Will there be anything else, urediess?

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  11. I say we battle the super-apes there so we don't have to battle them here.

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  12. Oh, and just in case it's not obvious, "piggy cold" is "swine flu". IT HAS MUTATED.

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  13. I think I'll just avoid going to the moon at all
    You should have been there 5 years ago before the mass-tourism influx. Spoiled completely now.

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  14. I walked half-an-hour down a fucking gravel road to the moon-rock stand and what did they have? FAKE MOON ROCKS.

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  15. FAKE MOON ROCKS.
    Yes, but you could send them to your Dutch friends who'd never know the difference.

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  16. I walked half-an-hour down a fucking gravel road to the moon-rock stand and what did they have? FAKE MOON ROCKS.

    They also had lousy t-shirts which asserted that all you got was a lousy t-shirt.

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  17. Why am I not surprised that you're raising another Lydia Lunch?

    Sincerely,

    Diktator Versescu

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