Well, the homosexual necrophiliac duck could answer my voicemail, for starters.
"Aflac! Got any dead ducks?"
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Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Well, the homosexual necrophiliac duck could answer my voicemail, for starters.
"Aflac! Got any dead ducks?"
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Your search - "gay Aflac duck" - did not match any documents.
Struggling to not laugh outloud....
His findings have provoked a lot of interest - especially in Britain for some reason - but no other recorded cases of duck necrophilia. However, Mr Moeliker was informed of an American case involving a squirrel and a dead partner, although in this case it is not known whether the necrophilia observed was homosexual or not as the victim had been run over by a truck shortly before the incident.
Suddenly I'm conflating the squirrel pancake necrophilia with Phill's window of cloudy squirrel-piss and the vile, watery despair of strawberry Yoo-Hoo.
I will never watch Rocky & Bullwinkle the same way again.
Sort of ironic, because we've had nothing but rain here so far, which has pretty much melted all the old snow.
Yeah, here too. I guess they think the snow will hit us before the elementary kids would be getting home, so they aren't taking any chances. On the up-side, it does give me a conveniant out for the fact I hadn't finished giving writing feedback on my creative writing students' drafts I was supposed to hand back today.
I'm happy to. Give me six weeks or so.
Jesse is so mean.
That's her speciality. MEANNESS!
I am not mean. I just try not to promise what I can't deliver. What I am is taking a break, after doing nearly a FULL HOUR of work. Phew! Am also thinking about lunch.
snow here.
possibly best lunch ever - chicken nuggats with ranch dressing, tator tots, tapioca pudding.
Ooh, that does sound good. I was all excited to make chicken souvlaki at home, but the only chicken I had in the freezer was a whole breast, and it's not thawed yet. I like it better when I cut up the chix BEFORE freezing it, der.
So maybe pizza.
I am not mean. I just try not to promise what I can't deliver.
Practical...mean...whatever.
ugh. must go out into the snow to achieve sustenance. it seems to have calmed down a bit, so off i go.
Hating msbelle now. My lunch will not live up to the standard she's set.