Wednesday, March 05, 2008

maybe you just had to be there

last night i made D watch the You Sick at Photoshop 6 vid. i filled him in on the storyline so that #6 had a context, and dude was game but watched stonefaced while donnie's agony spun out.

- didn't you think that was FUNNY?!? - i asked as he turned heel.
- um, maybe if you're 5?? and like to talk about poop?
- well, yeah. what's your point.
- my point is that most people grow up.

and he plopped down on the sofa and returned to his Bowhunter magazine.

6 comments:

addon said...

maybe you have to be in the mood but that one was hilarious. the whole series is great, has me snorting every time.

snorting with laughter you understand.

fatmammycat said...

Not the good kind of snorting then Adam? Oh who am I kidding, snorting with laughter IS the good kind of snorting.

finn said...

are you referring to poodle-snorting FMC? that's the monkey on LiLo's back, no?

i'm glad i and mayra aren't the only ones endlessly amused by farts and poop, not to mention donnie's impeccable timing. ima go to S-barro and G-off.

fatmammycat said...

I believe so, that and her white trash mommie dearest. They've got fresher one to whore out now though so alls good with the world. Well it would be if I was not a fucking cat butler. I swear, they know just the pitch designed to pierce my blocked ear drums.

finn said...

you are too kind, is the problem.

when D's gone, the cats are too, for they've learned that they can cry at the sliding door for 48hrs straight and i will not let them in, not even in the case of blizzards and a plague of vacuum cleaners. so when the little red honda bucks down the driveway, they dissolve into the woods and only materialise when he returns.

they're not *entirely* retarded.

fatmammycat said...

That would be dandy if mine stuck to the door, but OH NO, they come to the window of my office and do this 'MAAAAAAAROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWAWWAA.'eleventy-hundred times a day. No ignoring them. Even with music on. I can do it with the ipod, but then they stand up at the window and I can see them over the screen of my 'putor. Vile beasts, I love mine, but crafty vile wee beasties they are.