Goodbye Little Pivo
The Stinky Terrierist recently died after a rather protracted illness. R.I.P Pivovar Barbiepepperken Miss Jack Lord Jehovah XLIX. That was the "show name" we gave him since Mrs. Skwashy's mother said he ought to have one. This struck us as hilarious since of course he was a simple mutt, and so we gave him a mutt's show name.
Now there is a scary Pivo-shaped vacancy chez Skwashy. We have been feeling sad and drab.
So today I spilled vile-smelling imitation butter flavoring in the pocket of my second favorite jacket (which is washable Gott sei dank) so I went to the restroom at work and washed the pocket in the sink with soap and water, then went back and washed the whole area around the pocket just in case. I am utterly terrified of walking around smelling like super-butter. The odor is reminiscent of that weird substance they use on popcorn but ten times stronger.
Do you think it's time to buy some shoes? No relation to the loss of my dog or the pollution of my jacket--just cause I want shoes now.
Now there is a scary Pivo-shaped vacancy chez Skwashy. We have been feeling sad and drab.
So today I spilled vile-smelling imitation butter flavoring in the pocket of my second favorite jacket (which is washable Gott sei dank) so I went to the restroom at work and washed the pocket in the sink with soap and water, then went back and washed the whole area around the pocket just in case. I am utterly terrified of walking around smelling like super-butter. The odor is reminiscent of that weird substance they use on popcorn but ten times stronger.
Do you think it's time to buy some shoes? No relation to the loss of my dog or the pollution of my jacket--just cause I want shoes now.