Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2010 7:59 pm Post subject: Basement rage
A few minutes ago, I went to the basement to get me a bottle of water when all of a sudden a stray rat pops out of nowhere.
The little fucker walks towards me, pauzes for a second, takes a look, stands on his back legs for a while and continues.
Pissed off about how he was behaving, I shout "Hey, what the fuck do you think you're doing?", after which he turns, looks at me again, but still proceeds onward.
Here I get really pissed. I start shouting expletives at him for a few minutes.
My ex hears this and comes down. I explained her about the rat not respecting my superiority. She tells me that I should relax becausse the rat, apparently named Frank, was mentally retarded because his mom snorted coke while she was giving birth.
At this point I had the vague concept that I might possible be dreaming or drunk. _________________
Get a lid on that zombie,
he's never gonna be alri-i-ight.
Oooh get a lid on that zombie,
or he's gonna feed all night.
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