Good morning Cape Breton.
Maximus Handsomius here from my forever home.
So yesterday, I was outside with Tonya. She was cleaning out my little kiddie pool and putting some fresh water in it.
Well along comes a sky raisin and it flying around her.
She is swatting at it and doing her best macarena dance moves to get the sky raisin to fly away from her.
I was intently watching it's flight patterns, when I knew it was going to fly within striking distance of my mouth.
I lunged.
HOLY MOTHER OF GOD!
IT WAS A JALAPENO SKY RAISIN!
I coughed it out of my mouth.
My tongue was on FIRE!
I tried to run away. Sorry Tonya, you can fend for yourself now. See if doing the macarena dance will help some more.
That is when it landed and Tonya got a bucket of water and drowned the little fucker. Then for good measure, she stepped on his little body and did a pirouette.
I slowly went over to investigate.
What was left of him, was crushed into the boards of the deck.
I sniffed what was left. I had to try and get the scent to remember, don't try to eat jalapeno sky raisins.
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