Extreme Makeover
This new blog name makes me feel like I've had an extreme makeover-only I don't actually LOOK any different.
Fresh new start, a whole new outlook...it's a pain in the ass, frankly.
In fact, I've been so busy today trying to figure out whatever the fuck I did to my own little piece of cyberspace that I lost sight of what was really important-finding stupid things to write about and then writing about them.
So just to get me warmed up and back in "the game" again, I'll resort to a CNN Headline: "Kittens Saved From Frying Pan." You can always rely on cats to give you something completely retarded to report on.
Whew. That took everything I had-you can figure out what the story said because I'm too exhausted from my housekeeping accident to really READ the article.
Fresh new start, a whole new outlook...it's a pain in the ass, frankly.
In fact, I've been so busy today trying to figure out whatever the fuck I did to my own little piece of cyberspace that I lost sight of what was really important-finding stupid things to write about and then writing about them.
So just to get me warmed up and back in "the game" again, I'll resort to a CNN Headline: "Kittens Saved From Frying Pan." You can always rely on cats to give you something completely retarded to report on.
Whew. That took everything I had-you can figure out what the story said because I'm too exhausted from my housekeeping accident to really READ the article.
posted by Bemisdown at 5:33 PM
10 Comments:
Oh God, go read the article. I did yesterday. The kittens were fine and it's very, very weird.
Well, they'll be okay eventually. Y'know what I mean.
But it's worth reading.
I'm going to shut up now.
Lois,
I can't bear to read the article. But just tell me this-did they marinate them first?
Ok-I'm sick. It was the vacuum cleaner injury. Promise.
Sorry Lois,
Guilt got the best of me because you were obviously moved by that article and ready to adopt all of the fried kittens.
I'm just not a cat lover-never was, never will be. Maybe justice will be served and I'll end up in Hell's Frying Pan,
properly marinated, for Eternity.
I do like cats, that is true. But I don't think our two elderly (and kinda senile) cats would take well to us adopting kittens, fried or not.
The really, really weird thing about the story was the fact that the guy who threw the kittens in the frying pan --a visitor in someone else's home, btw -- took his clothes off to do the cooking.
Of course, I've never cooked kittens. so maybe this is an essential part of the recipe. I shouldn't judge.
You two make me feel sane.
Thank you, thank you so very much.
::wipes tears out of eyes::
Fried kitten tastes just like fried puppy.
So maybe we've got a whole new fast food chain possibility...KFK.
It might not go over real big in this country, but it would do great in Korea.
As long as the cooks were naked, of course. Quality First, afterall, would be our motto, since we can't mess with a proven recipe.
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