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my fart will go on
It's cold. I know, you're probably laughing right now, "Sissy Californians put on a parka when it gets below 15°C," but it really is cold. The dogs are at it again, "LET US IN, YOU BASTARD, WE SWEAR WE WON'T GET INTO THE GARBAGE AGAIN," so i relent and, shit, it is FREEZING out there. The puddle in the middle of the lawn is solid ice. What the hell is going on? Am i stuck on the set for The Day After Tomorrow?
UPDATE: We really shouldn't've let the Titanites know where we lived. The atmosphere should be fully methanized, they said, in another fifteen hours. So much for the Super Bowl.
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