Couch of Doom...
Dec. 3rd, 2008 07:53 amWhen last I left you, I was whining vigorously about a missing ball of yarn that I suspected the couch had eaten, yet could not find. I went to bed, dreamed happy dreams and when I woke, I found the yarn ball...sticking jauntily out from just under the coffee table, like it had been there all along. I know what happened, I tellya!
Couch: "Ha! I sure showed the Maus! *chew chew chew* Maybe if she spent more time napping on me and less time cleaning stuff I wouldn't be doing this sort of thing! *munch munch munch* Now she's gotta respect me! *om nom nom* Oooh...I dunno, I don't feel so good. It looked so good when I ate it...Hic-cup!"
The yarn ball is none the worse for wear, just a little dusty. And dammit if the couch doesn't look guilty for some reason...
Couch: "Ha! I sure showed the Maus! *chew chew chew* Maybe if she spent more time napping on me and less time cleaning stuff I wouldn't be doing this sort of thing! *munch munch munch* Now she's gotta respect me! *om nom nom* Oooh...I dunno, I don't feel so good. It looked so good when I ate it...Hic-cup!"
The yarn ball is none the worse for wear, just a little dusty. And dammit if the couch doesn't look guilty for some reason...