Some of the ill-behaved urchins from next door and their friends were yelling loudly about the rules of their foorball game outside. I opened my blinds and saw the reason it sounded louder than usual: they're on my front lawn. I very nearly went outside to scare them off, and then realized... I'm sick, crabby, alone with my three cats, and I want to go tell off the little brats on my front lawn.
The future has arrived earlier than I thought.
Where's my rocking chair?
The future has arrived earlier than I thought.
Where's my rocking chair?
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TAG...you're it...
You know the drill. 20 random facts about yourself. And then you get to tag 3, or 5 or 100 or whatever the fuck number of people as the next set of victims.
Enjoy :-P
BTW...are you running out of room in your garden for the bodies of the urchins next door yet? Plant flowers on them...it recycles the space better :-D