| | squirrelsoh my. i'll tell ya, sometimes, you just gotta be like damn. i'm curious to know how people who write text books have the patience or maintain interest in the subject long enough to actually write hundreds upon hundreds of pages about the most boring stuff in the world. really. reallyreally. i barely have the patience to pay attention for longer than 20 seconds...max.
oh, and you know what else? i saw this roadkill squirrel the other day while i was running...clearly run over by a bike...but i like to come up with some kind of totally kickass story about how that little sucker died. like he was messin around with that big-ass squirrel's girlfriend (you know the one...that BIG ASS squirrel that just sits on the bench between hayes-healy and lafortune and tears apart those acorns with a ferocity like i've never seen). and so i'm thinkin that bigass squirrel's girlfriend was all like "i'm tired of that fatass eating all my acorns all the time...i slave over a hot oak tree all day long just so he can come home and eat all the acorns i managed to collect. i don't get so much as a thank you. Never has he come home and said "my, your tail looks extra bushy today" or "hey, you have supreme acorn-scavenging skills!" NEVER! he doesn't satisfy my squirrel needs." So she goes looking for true love down by the grotto (because that's where are the decent boy squirrels spend their time). And she meets our doomed squirrel friend, and they hit it off because he appreciates her for the squirrel she is inside. but then fatass squirrel finds out that grotto squirrel is mackin on his girlfriend and he won't stand for it. so, because he's a coward, he sends out some of his toadies to do his dirty work. and they kill him to send a message to any other squirrel thinking about makin the moves on his girlfriend. |
| | Posted 9/10/2007 4:43 PM - 2 comments
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