I would like to commend Reg, for quite spectacularly flying directly ONTO my piece of toast this morning. It was quite a landing.
And I would also like to make special mention of the incredible skill displayed as he did A BIG SHIT on top of my toast. All in the space of a split-second.
Thanks, you little bastard.
And I would also like to make special mention of the incredible skill displayed as he did A BIG SHIT on top of my toast. All in the space of a split-second.
Thanks, you little bastard.
posted by GBE at 9:09 pm
6 Comments:
Was it your last piece of bread? That would suck.
I had a mustard and cashew nut sandwich for breakfast. Call me Mrs Hubbard.
Oh, audrey.... why, oh why did you have to use the words "mustard" and "cashew nut" in the same sentence?
WHY?!?!?!?
all domesticated birds are evil; it's all in the eyes.
I'm trying to come up with a comment but all I can think about is how it would feel to stand on a slice of toast. All warm and squishy and rough. Wow. Wouldn't it be something, especially with real thick toast?
Audrey, fortunately I did have more bread. And fortunately I actually spotted the shit, because the little bastard managed to do it pretty discreetly (and I was distracted, what with the screaming and GETOFF-ing and the flailing of arms).
I could see the mustard and cashew nut combination working. Mm.
Brett, I don't think mine's evil, he's just a complete attention-seeking shit. He's nice sometimes. When he's not, you know, biting me or shitting on my food.
Mark, it would only be squishy if it was toast with something on it. Buttery toast. Now that would be squishy and rough and warm all at the same time. It would go all mushy between your toes. This will occupy my thoughts for the rest of the evening.
Mustard, cashew nuts and hommous is the ultimate winning combination. I dare you to try it and not fall totally in love.
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