I was horrified the other night on a typical bathroom run at the theatre. I've been watching too much TV entirely lately, and earlier that day I had watched some doctor show where they explained that when you leave the lid up on your toilet seat the bacteria, e-coli and in other words poopy particles fly into the air and spread a radius of up to eight feet. This didn't particularly bother me upon first hearing it since I make a habit of putting my potty lid down at home. However, my whole germaphobic world flipped upside down when I walked into a packed potty at the movies and with all the flushing going on in that room it hit me like a mac truck. There are no toilet lids in here. I'm suddenly surrounded and have in the past been surrounded massive times by lid-less public potties and other grody peoples flying feces and urine particles. EEWWWWWW!!!!!!
Now, appropriately to talk of food. Tim and I made a run to McD's tonight for a well deserved milkshake after raking the leaves from the front yard. I have MASSIVE stock in leaves people! Anyhow, we are sitting there four cars back and Tim says "that guy is ordering so much food I think they might run out of cow" hahahahahaha! Damn, that kid is funny! It's times like that in which I am so proud and have no problem claiming his as my son.
Last, because none of my items never connect on a normal thought pattern. I thought it would be fun to show you a picture of our kitty Ferb. Cause he smokes a crack pipe while we are out and he's totally great for entertainment because of it. This is not him playing. This is how he watched TV.
Oh,.. and he is also our dog. He's dual purpose. He has the personality of a dog on most days with the exception of eating anything up from the floor. I've already informed Rafe that when this baby becomes a Cheerio eating toddler we need to be ready to invest in a dog. It's just better to have a self motivated vacuum.
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