Thanks for all the thoughts, guys. And brother isn't an asshat. Really. I think he's just sleep-deprived and stuff. And, he's got a point. I usually do have an opinion, and usually when I keep my mouth shut, it's for a very specific reason. So...
Anyways, it looks like I've broken my mom and dad's washing machine. I probably didn't actually break it, but it stopped working while I was using it. Ugh.
Don't embalm me, that's too creepy. Or cremate me -- too creepy.
Plus, I'm sure Dallas would rather they kept you fresh.
Does anyone else have songs picked out? Or am I the only morbid one?
I think my brother wants the theme to The Wombles. "Making good use of the things that we find / Things that the everyday folks leave behind."
I'm sure Dallas would rather they kept you fresh.
I thought it was cats that ate you and dogs just sat and waited for something to happen.
Not according to the X-Files.
Depends on how long you give them to think about it.
Poor Queequeg.
I feel like someone filled my sinuses with that expandable foam insulation.
I thought it was cats that ate you and dogs just sat and waited for something to happen.
I would guess that cats would not be interested once you stopped twitching and dogs would get more interested the stronger the carrion smell got. I haven't run an experiment or anything. But it does fit observations I have made of individuals of certain species reactions to mice.
And now I am completely creeped out by thoughts of my pets eating me!
I'm just glad the cat moved out.