Thursday, July 27, 2006

Good Morning, Sunshine

This morning was not my ideal morning.

It began with A Rude Awakening at 2:37am.
The cat was heaving.

Nothing like bolting out of bed at 2:37am to make sure she's horfing on the wood or tile floor instead of the carpet.

Alright. I give in.

That bitch is gettin a hair cut.

Fuck it, she's gettin shaved. (insert shaved pussy joke here)

There will be pictures. (in about a week er so)

Hell, she's already Ugly. How much worse could it get?

I had gone to the pet store earlier in the day to see about a new filter for my huge fish tank.

I wandered over to the wall 'o fish...

Ma'am can I help you with something?

I cringed. I hate being called "ma'am."

Nope, just looking, I haven't even set up my tank yet.

Oh really? What size...
Then my Gaydar went off.

I have to fill it up still and let it cycle for two weeks before I start buying fish...

Wow, you've done your homework, I don't really have the patience for that.
(Then you're in the wrong hobby, flame-boy.) I've killed alot of fish that way.

He damn near harassed me for 10 minutes and then tried to get me to buy the filter that's $30 more. (fucking sales people)

I finally made it out of there...

To the register... now register-boy reeked of gayness from 20 feet away...

Then he opened his mouth.

A pair of balls practically fell out.

I tried really hard not to laugh.

I love gay men as much as the next gal, but I wasn't expecting to find such flamers at my local pet store.

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