Wha-huh?
Picture: 5:00am - alarm just rang.
I sit up to hit snooze… whooom! *rumble rumble* goes the tummy.
“Hmmmm,” I am thinking. “Hmmmm, not good.”
Tell me, just how unusual is it for the next thought to be: “I need to go scrub the toilet. Just in case.”
Seriously. If I am going to have to stick my face in a place where I put my place where the sun doesn’t shine (except that one time but you know I was young, like 20, and we were camping and it was secluded, mostly) - I better be breathing bleach, is all I’m saying.
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