Maggots.
Crawling on the trash bags in the sealed-tight garbage can.
And I had to take the trash bags to the dump.
And the raccoon-proof can wouldn't fit in the back of the car. So I had to take the you-know-what-riddled bags out of it.
And no matter how many times I dropped the bags on the ground, the you-know-whats wouldn't come off. So I had to bring them with me. In the car.
And in the car, they crawled off.
And I was in Mom's car, which just got detailed in the garage. So all those napkins from all those iced-coffees from all those Dunkin' Donuts runs, that are supposed to be wedged between the seat cushions or blowing all over the floor, were gone.
So I had to pick the you-knows up and toss them...
WITH MY HANDS!!!
Here is a picture of puppies:
6 comments:
hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahhahahha - oh ick!
here is a picture of puppies....too funny.
i would tell you the connection of your story with how we found my missing kitten when I was 9 but I'll spare you.
girl ya crap me up..
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Looking at the puppies. Looking at the puppies. Looking at the puppies.
The pup on the right sees one you missed
Gee I hope you didn't miss any. They could get into your bed while you're asleep, crawl into your ear, and eat your brain.
I need brain bleach and puppies.
The comment fairy had me come back to visit this post, don't know why, very odd and I saw I had written crap instead of crack.....even spell check would not have noticed....my brain is mushy- it's the damn heat I suppose.
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