I went walking on Saturday after I licked some toads and I thought I found a nice house, but it wasn't REALLY a house. No wonder nobody answered when I knocked on the door. I felt pretty stupid.
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a journey based very loosely on some actual people I know
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Durr. Mr D, how could you be so dumb?
But look. The phoney-baloney house has little trees just like yours. Wouldn't it have been lovely if a potential Mrs D could have lived at the house and shared your interest in topiary?
Well. Anyhoo. At least you have Obi. I hear he's quite a guy.
Well, Sass, I think Mr. D should have listened to Nancy Reagan when she to "Just say NO!" to drugs. Toad licking is not a good thing.
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