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Clomp … Clomp … Clomp

OK, so add to my list of things I don’t particularly like very much being awakened by the sound of men messing around with something up on my roof. I mean what is that? There were no jingle bells. There were no reindeer hooves. If you don’t have a stomach that’s shaking like a bowl full of jelly then get down off of my roof while I’m trying to sleep.

I thought for a moment it was a SWAT or Delta squad or something. I’m still sitting here sort of half expecting a bunch of flash-bang and guys dressed all in black to come breaking through my windows. And wait … Is that one of those little snakey type of cameras that they can feed through a small pinhole to keep track of everybody in side?

*waving* Hello Everybody. Cheese!!!!!!

I wonder if Tommy spilled everything about the diamonds. Or, maybe it was the gorgonzola. Oh crud, if they know about the gorgonzola, then I may not be able to publish to this blog thingy for a long, long time.

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