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Friday, July 17, 2009

My Fish Have Feet

I sleep with the mindset of a million dead pilgrims and wake up in a pool of sweated out sins. What a wonderful day.

Schedule:

  • Wake up in a thick green puddle under a car.
  • Find my way back home.
  • Eat some leftover ardvark.
  • Give Jehosophat and Silvia spankings for pooping next to the toilet when I specifically gave them instruction not to.
  • Leave my house in search of the monk that beat me up in an alley and stole my lizard drugs.
  • Come home with a monks foot for dinner and a bag full of lizard secrestions.

Jehosophat and Silvia eat well.