Good. Holy. Lord.
Jul. 12th, 2003 03:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
If you want to have a brand new appreciation for whatever crappy job you have, read this. Suddenly, data entry looks new and exciting to me. :) Also, gyaaaah! *user squirms*
Oh, and get this ... we have kittens! Well, okay, we don't technically have kittens. (That's what cats are for. Duh.) The mother did, in our shed. So now, there's kittens. Evil, Satan-worshipping kittens who quite possibly have been siphoning our gas, raiding our fridge, drinking our Smirnoffs, stealing our socks and giving blackmail information to the Psycho Neighbor.
Now, you're saying, what could possibly cause me to think this way about a trio of adorable, innocent kittens? Because they ate a freaking baby bunny!
Screw the Circle of Life. Just imagine a cute, fuzzy baby bunny with big, soulful brown eyes and an itty bitty twitchy nose just hopping along, minding its sweet, innocent business, perhaps stopping to sniff the roses as a butterfly alights on one of its floppy little ears, when --
BAM!
Whacked by three kittens with cigars, sunglasses and tommy guns. It's the Easter Sunday Massacre, and no bunny gets out alive!
*sigh*
Yes, I know I'm insane. Let's not dwell, 'kay?
Oh, and get this ... we have kittens! Well, okay, we don't technically have kittens. (That's what cats are for. Duh.) The mother did, in our shed. So now, there's kittens. Evil, Satan-worshipping kittens who quite possibly have been siphoning our gas, raiding our fridge, drinking our Smirnoffs, stealing our socks and giving blackmail information to the Psycho Neighbor.
Now, you're saying, what could possibly cause me to think this way about a trio of adorable, innocent kittens? Because they ate a freaking baby bunny!
Screw the Circle of Life. Just imagine a cute, fuzzy baby bunny with big, soulful brown eyes and an itty bitty twitchy nose just hopping along, minding its sweet, innocent business, perhaps stopping to sniff the roses as a butterfly alights on one of its floppy little ears, when --
BAM!
Whacked by three kittens with cigars, sunglasses and tommy guns. It's the Easter Sunday Massacre, and no bunny gets out alive!
*sigh*
Yes, I know I'm insane. Let's not dwell, 'kay?
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Date: 2003-07-12 01:31 pm (UTC)And those kittens are insane. Keep them away from any Tarentino movies.
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Date: 2003-07-12 01:40 pm (UTC)