"butter" fingers
When it gets boring, too boring, things start getting interesting around the white house, a little too interesting for some but it's all fun for me.
Keith's queen ant is dead! And it dug itself a hole right smack in the middle of AntWorks, literally digging it's own grave. But no one, not even a guy that gives ant colonies to girls, who like snails, will leave a dead queen untouched and so I can only imagine how much it would take in order to get the dead bug out. He can either burn it to crisp, with the magnifying glass that came with AntWorks or he can use his trusty pair of chopsticks and burrow his way down to the royal chamber and then with said device, remove the queen from her royal slumber and tossing it in the trash, probably. So much for bad karma.
So much of creepy crawlies, not crawling anymore but still creepy. How would you react if you decided that you have to pee and when you're done with your deed, you proceed to the sink, normal people do that, only to find the tap coated with liquid soap. Oh what the hell, so it's a little alkaline, no harm done there, makes my hands cleaner too. It's a pity the particular brand of soap takes a tat longer to wash off. When you're done with that, you wet your hair and pose in front of the mirror thinking you look really hot , when you're in fact scaling the Top 20 at an alarming rate, and when you're finally satisfied, probably after 10 seconds, you head for the door. As you grab the door handle and yank it open, like most people do, you notice a slimy sensation and an overwhelming aroma of rose. Then you realise that the handle is a tat too pink and you have the same liquid soap on your hands! And so you keep the door open with one foot while you wash your yet again soapy hands, all this time looking like one of those really bad renditions of a dog lifting one leg up to pee on those trees by the road.
There you have it, when I'm not practicing my instrument, the euphonium and not otherwise, I'm coming up with various unique and unexpectedly childish ways to irritate normal people.
Keith's queen ant is dead! And it dug itself a hole right smack in the middle of AntWorks, literally digging it's own grave. But no one, not even a guy that gives ant colonies to girls, who like snails, will leave a dead queen untouched and so I can only imagine how much it would take in order to get the dead bug out. He can either burn it to crisp, with the magnifying glass that came with AntWorks or he can use his trusty pair of chopsticks and burrow his way down to the royal chamber and then with said device, remove the queen from her royal slumber and tossing it in the trash, probably. So much for bad karma.
So much of creepy crawlies, not crawling anymore but still creepy. How would you react if you decided that you have to pee and when you're done with your deed, you proceed to the sink, normal people do that, only to find the tap coated with liquid soap. Oh what the hell, so it's a little alkaline, no harm done there, makes my hands cleaner too. It's a pity the particular brand of soap takes a tat longer to wash off. When you're done with that, you wet your hair and pose in front of the mirror thinking you look really hot , when you're in fact scaling the Top 20 at an alarming rate, and when you're finally satisfied, probably after 10 seconds, you head for the door. As you grab the door handle and yank it open, like most people do, you notice a slimy sensation and an overwhelming aroma of rose. Then you realise that the handle is a tat too pink and you have the same liquid soap on your hands! And so you keep the door open with one foot while you wash your yet again soapy hands, all this time looking like one of those really bad renditions of a dog lifting one leg up to pee on those trees by the road.
There you have it, when I'm not practicing my instrument, the euphonium and not otherwise, I'm coming up with various unique and unexpectedly childish ways to irritate normal people.
BY Neo :: 7:14 PM
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