Sunday, April 17, 2011

Awwwwwwwww, The Baby Cockroach and the Centipede Made Friends



Unfortunately they made friends right under my kitchen table, and so I had to brutally murder one and set the other one free.  A terrible decision, 'which one lives and which one dies'...I didn't have time!  Did I make the right decision?  Was making my decision based on not wanting to feel the centipede squish in my hand the right basis?
This may haunt me until the day I die.

I may move to New York City and meet a handsome man and pretend it never happened, but he'll sense something is wrong...and finally, one alcohol-ridden night, I'll tell him. 

Are you getting these Sophie's Choice references, or are they wasted on you, you idiot?  Maybe they're wasted on you because I don't remember much about that movie...just the moving to New York City and the pretending it never happened.  I really can't remember how she told him, and if there was alcohol involved.  Who's the idiot now?

5 comments:

Mom said...

Well....you do sorta look like Meryl....sorta, kinda.

Kady Hexum said...

Thanks mom, because Meryl also looks like Julia Child.

Hanna said...

If it were me I would have put them in a box together and seen if they would fight to the death.

Kelly said...

Was there alcohol involved in the writing of this post?

Kady Hexum said...

I am going to knock your socks off with a big fat "no".

For some reason Florianopolis has been prohibition city for me.

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