The head of a pig
Yesterday was not extremely pleasant by any means whatsoever. After I had gone to a performance of Sarah Scales' I headed home and began to watch Scary Movie 3 - very stupid, very raunchy, very un-Lizlike, but still - very funny. Suddenly, I hear the shrill ring of the doorbell. It was around 10:30, and I was a bit uncomfortable.
"I'll get it," my Father said, and I followed him.
He opened the door as I stood behind him.
"What is it?" I asked, seeing there was no one there.
"It's a ... pig's head."
"What?"
Fran raced over, and saw the head of the pig, blood pooling around it, on a metal tray. Immediately she began to go into hysterics.
"They killed it! They killed it!"
I was very creeped out. I felt like Simon from the Lord of the Flies, my evil placed before me in that cool metal seat.
"It's just rubber, Franny, don't worry." I calmed her down, which took quite a while, and lied very nicely, because we believe it was real.
My Father and Fran drove around only to discover that there was a large party going on near our house which included roasting, drinking, and loud music. We figure it was someone from the party who had just wanted to do something random and incredibly stupid. I found that the self-proclaimed prankster of the school had been up north at the time, so I figured it was not them. I don't know anyone else who would do something that childish and rude, so we blamed it on one of Fran's buddies. I am now feeling very sick ... my head hurts, I feel dizzy ... I haven't been feeling well lately.
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Later:
I've been lounging around the house a bit because of my illness. I began unloading some stuff my Father had collected from my Grandparent's home we are currently trying to sell. It was very interesting. We found many old photos - including some of my Grandfather as a child, which was amusing. I've been surrounding myself with the dusty pictures. I rescued four glass fish from the home because they didn't sell. I put them in my room. My Grandmother used to keep them above the kitchen sink. I always remember wanting those fish someday. Heh. Well, you got your wish Liz.
And now, for some Sleuth quotes. Sleuth happens to be a favorite film of mine. It was made in 1972 and is simply fantastic.
Milo Tindle: Alright, I'll do it. Where do you want me to break in?
Andrew Wyke: Not so fast. You've got to get disguised first.
Milo Tindle: What for?
Andrew Wyke: Suppose somebody saw you coming.
Milo Tindle: Here? In the middle of nowhere? I could hardly find this place with a bloody map!
Andrew Wyke: You never know. A dallying couple, a passing sheep-rapist.
Andrew Wyke: For Christ sake Milo, they couldn't have made more noise on D-Day.
Milo Tindle: The bloody glass came out, my bloody boot got stuck and I fell down the bloody ladder.
Andrew Wyke: Well the bloody police must have heard it all the way to bloody Salisbury.
Milo Tindle: I'm sorry.
"I'll get it," my Father said, and I followed him.
He opened the door as I stood behind him.
"What is it?" I asked, seeing there was no one there.
"It's a ... pig's head."
"What?"
Fran raced over, and saw the head of the pig, blood pooling around it, on a metal tray. Immediately she began to go into hysterics.
"They killed it! They killed it!"
I was very creeped out. I felt like Simon from the Lord of the Flies, my evil placed before me in that cool metal seat.
"It's just rubber, Franny, don't worry." I calmed her down, which took quite a while, and lied very nicely, because we believe it was real.
My Father and Fran drove around only to discover that there was a large party going on near our house which included roasting, drinking, and loud music. We figure it was someone from the party who had just wanted to do something random and incredibly stupid. I found that the self-proclaimed prankster of the school had been up north at the time, so I figured it was not them. I don't know anyone else who would do something that childish and rude, so we blamed it on one of Fran's buddies. I am now feeling very sick ... my head hurts, I feel dizzy ... I haven't been feeling well lately.
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Later:
I've been lounging around the house a bit because of my illness. I began unloading some stuff my Father had collected from my Grandparent's home we are currently trying to sell. It was very interesting. We found many old photos - including some of my Grandfather as a child, which was amusing. I've been surrounding myself with the dusty pictures. I rescued four glass fish from the home because they didn't sell. I put them in my room. My Grandmother used to keep them above the kitchen sink. I always remember wanting those fish someday. Heh. Well, you got your wish Liz.
And now, for some Sleuth quotes. Sleuth happens to be a favorite film of mine. It was made in 1972 and is simply fantastic.
Milo Tindle: Alright, I'll do it. Where do you want me to break in?
Andrew Wyke: Not so fast. You've got to get disguised first.
Milo Tindle: What for?
Andrew Wyke: Suppose somebody saw you coming.
Milo Tindle: Here? In the middle of nowhere? I could hardly find this place with a bloody map!
Andrew Wyke: You never know. A dallying couple, a passing sheep-rapist.
Andrew Wyke: For Christ sake Milo, they couldn't have made more noise on D-Day.
Milo Tindle: The bloody glass came out, my bloody boot got stuck and I fell down the bloody ladder.
Andrew Wyke: Well the bloody police must have heard it all the way to bloody Salisbury.
Milo Tindle: I'm sorry.