“Stay the hell outta the suburbs. Death by poo mist. Not pretty”
My old secretary’s father and brother died in a septic tank accident on Long Island in the mid-1990s – got a lot press at the time. Father fell in and was overtaken by fumes, and the brother died trying to save the father. Horrific accident and very sad. (My old secretary was great, sweet, and, I must say, very hot, but taken.)
Arkady, I’m glad someone mentioned it. I mighta stomped it if it took me unawares!
“:-/ waaaaay TMI… right up there with you telling us about your stink finger”
Rob, that was a joke. You’d probably have to get married or be as wise as dibs to get it.
Biffers – Hari was front & center this a.m. He’s starved for affection if you have time to stop by & cosset him.
quote:
Mrs. denton: i’ll get my strap-on and teach you a lesson..
:-/ waaaaay TMI… right up there with you telling us about your stink finger
*rob*
I didn’t want to mention the ferrets on the O.T. in case we’re being monitored. If I were to report on them I’d say that they were doing well.
So the fish are both alive but Hari has not been seen.
Sweet revenge?
Are there focus groups for inner city goat herders?
yeah i keep thinking what a horrible way to go. death by poo mist indeed!
im glad both cats have been witnessed and both fish are okay.
*rob*
“Stay the hell outta the suburbs. Death by poo mist. Not pretty”
My old secretary’s father and brother died in a septic tank accident on Long Island in the mid-1990s – got a lot press at the time. Father fell in and was overtaken by fumes, and the brother died trying to save the father. Horrific accident and very sad. (My old secretary was great, sweet, and, I must say, very hot, but taken.)