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Oh, and that's the worst time to realize it too... You alternate between "Please, just kill me now" and "Ew. This toilet is disgusting. Have those boys never learned to aim?"
I've been there. It is an ugly place.Then I slept on the bathroom floor.
Of course, if you had just recently cleaned it, you would be bitching that you had just cleaned this dang thing, and now you are going to have to do it again. So just think about how much time you saved. :)
As long as you didn't throw up on the cat, all is good. How is the cat, btw? We miss her! Has her fur grown in yet?
Just what you need at a time like that - something to make your queasiness WORSE.
Although, for those who resist the cathartic-ness of vomiting, the inside of a grody toilet will provide adequate inspiration.
This made me laugh...recently, I had the flu, I was laying on the bathroom floor after heaving, and the same thought crossed my mind...I need to clean this carpet! Thanks for the chuckle!
Once, (and ONLY once...HA HA) I had the same revelation, accompanied by the revelation that now I had to clean the floor, too. And the wall. And that white hand-towel. And the fuzzy pink slippers I was wearing at the time. (Which still have traces of that particular 2003 Cabernet-Revelation. Heh.)
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