Smells Like Burning

Oh, they were right. Greek sausage with peanut sauce, preceded by a vodka tonic is a bad idea.

I’d go to my room and sleep, but I am afraid of asphyxiating the babe and me with the fumes.

And…scene! Quality blogs since ’01!

7 thoughts on “Smells Like Burning

  1. Ha! Try two jars of pickled quail’s eggs followed by a 12 pack of MGD.
    I haven’t managed to clog a porta-pottie yet, but I’m getting closer…
    ..And scene! Cut! And discard….

  2. i was looking at This Imploding Heart’s other-good-blogs list, and one on there is named “smitten”. of course ALL i could think was “ass mitten!” and giggle uncontrollably. you’re ruined me, SJ.

  3. Hi Kim:

    Google and Word are all the time suggesting that surely I was meaning, “as smitten,” wasn’t I?

    Ruining readers since 2001! Word up!

  4. as in:

    ‘Julie was not as smitten with Henry as Jennifer was’

    Surely that was what you were trying to say…

    *snort!*

    You crack me up, SJ. Where does it all come from?

  5. ditto… can’t tell you how many smiles the words ASS MITTEN have given me –
    And! For the FREEDOM to cross-pollinate words in such ways. I can’t thank you enough, Asshole!

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