Can I... uh... come over to your place and watch TV?
It just occurred to me the yesterday that I'm totally missing out on all the awesomely scary October programming. Like where they go into haunted places and do stupid shit to piss off ghosts? Or where they send a [family/bunch of celebrities/group of college kids] into some ridiculous place infested with boogeymen, strap a bunch of cameras on them, and make 'em do crazy rituals?
I swear I won't mooch your snacks. I'll even do chores around the house during the commercials. Dishes. Vacuuming. Dusting. Paying bills. Taking Floofy out to tinkle. Can I change the sheets for you? Want me to handwash those silky underbritches? I'll do anything. As long as it can be accomplished in 90-second bursts.
You'd be amazed at what I can do in 90 seconds.
*wink wink nudge nudge*
Huh? Nope, no innuendo. I had something in my eye. And a tic in my elbow.
About Me
- Susan
- The Armpit of, Virginia, United States
- I'm probably just here because I crack myself up. Or maybe I wonder if these goofy thoughts that wander around in my brain as I wander around in life might be as amusing to others as they are to me.
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