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An important stage in my journey of self-discovery
I don't need cats to be the crazy cat lady.
This discovery came about after I realized that, while having an evening to myself, I had said aloud such things as: "Fluff with fork! Fluff with fork!" (followed by uncontrollable giggling), "MERV GRIFFIN!", and "Mock me not, foolish cheese bag!" among others, as well as singing the Discourse Song. If I had cats, I'd make marginally more sense.
This discovery came about after I realized that, while having an evening to myself, I had said aloud such things as: "Fluff with fork! Fluff with fork!" (followed by uncontrollable giggling), "MERV GRIFFIN!", and "Mock me not, foolish cheese bag!" among others, as well as singing the Discourse Song. If I had cats, I'd make marginally more sense.
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On further reflection, that probably doesn't reassure you at ALL.
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...as you can see, the evening has not made me more sane.
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Get this man some kittens and ovaries!
Hey, I'll fry *anything*.
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FORK!
FORRRRRRK!!!!
TANG!
...No matter how hard I scrub, the crazy just doesn't wash off.
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"Did you have a fart? Did you have a fart? Yay!"
"du-bu-du-bu-du-bu-du-bu-du"
"Listen! The birds are singin' Well, they aren't singing _here_, they've probably gone somewhere else to sing. Somewhere _special_!"
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