This weekend is brought to us by the letter G. My plans for the weekend are as follows: Grocery shopping tomorrow morning. Graduation party tomorrow afternoon/night. And going to see my Grandma Sunday.
What's the first three words you can think of that start with the letter G? I thought of greed, giddy-up, and gesundheit. Don't ask me why. The only one I have half of an excuse for is greed. Because I was listening to a Creed song at the time. (Get it, creed and greed rhyme?)
Fact # 738. "There are more species of fish in the Amazon river than in the Atlantic ocean."
Is the Amazon river really polluted, causing numerous mutations of crazy-scary seventeen finned fish? Would a crazy-scary seventeen finned fish count as a new species? Or is the Amazon river filled with crazy horny fish that fornicate with all kinds of other fish, not caring about inter-species mutations? There's all kinds of turanihas (tuna + piranha) or pircanda (piranha + anaconda) and crap like that swimming around? (I only did two combos because I don't know what other kinds of fish swim in the Amazon river. I don't even know if anacondas are in that river, but I think that is the river the movie was set on.)
I am officially a drug dealer. For my cats. They are addicted to the nip. I feel like a horrible mommy. I should have been warning them against the nip, and instead, I'm their pusher. I had the container out yesterday and Alice climbed my leg trying to get some. The whole while screaming at the top of her lungs like I couldn't hear her or feel her claws in my leg.
I almost impaled a guy with my phone received today. But I resisted. It was really hard to hold back, but I did. I should get a medal. Or candy. Or something exciting like that.
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