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We had to explain to Precocious Daughter what a toe tag was. Now she thinks her parents are creepy. Creepier. Whatever. |
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Bananas have many fine qualities. Attractiveness when left out overnight is not among them. |
The crime scene was very straightforward. Found near the desecrated banana corpse were a knife and a box of Frosted Flakes. Clearly the perpetrator had a midnight snack, in the course of which he butchered this innocent fruit and left the uneaten pieces strewn across my kitchen table. Gross.
So first thing this morning I found myself performing desecrated banana corpse cleanup duty. I gave it a decent burial and cleaned up the site. I wish to point out that Darling Dog, who will retrieve and eat anything he can reach on the kitchen table, including napkins and uncooked pasta, had not touched the desecrated banana corpse, although he had several hours to do so at his leisure. Because DDog has standards.
BelSpouse was still asleep when I left for work this morning, so I haven't confronted him about leaving a desecrated banana corpse to rot overnight on my kitchen table. I should have put it on his pillow, Godfather-style.
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It's a damn good thing bananas don't bleed. |
And also...banana on Frosted Flakes? Gross.
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