Comments | sarabellae: I Killed It

sarabellae

I Killed It

Jun 23, 2008 14:15

The chicken. The chicken who ran right in front if my car. I don't remember if it was the chicken chasing the other chicken, or the chicken who was being chased who died. But die it did ( Read more... )

asher, everyday stuff, mommy baby class, lucas

Comments 22

foseelovechild June 23 2008, 21:53:55 UTC

Holy Shit! I'm sorry honey.

sarabellae June 24 2008, 01:16:27 UTC

Thanks. It was lame.

mrplanet4 June 23 2008, 22:14:52 UTC

Aw geez. Sorry for that. Though I don't think I've ever before thought "Oh, well, thank goodness it was just nose-picking blood..."

sarabellae June 24 2008, 01:15:50 UTC

You know, Lucas's eyes were such a brilliant blue shining above all that gore! Yes. Thank goodness it was just nose-picking blood.

dizzyburner June 23 2008, 22:26:19 UTC

A and 1) Fuck that hippy! What's a dead chicken? Anywhere else in the whole world, it's dinner! But in F.O. park we have to make a Federal case about it.

B and 2) Sorry about the gory kid sweetheart. I suppose it is time for that nose picking behavior plan. How are his ears today?

kittiliscious June 23 2008, 22:27:20 UTC

Oh my god! Just when you think the carnage is over, nose blood everywhere!

I'm so sorry. I hit a bunny rabbit once and I still cringe when I think of it. It totally wasn't your fault, and that guy is a complete ass for scolding you.

sarabellae June 24 2008, 01:24:46 UTC

Thanks for the sympathy. It was just too weird not to write about it. Sorry about your rabbit.

flonkbob June 23 2008, 22:36:08 UTC

Poor SJESEM-W! You know these things happen. And Darwin told us why. Don't worry 'bout the chicken. And forgive me grinning at the second half of your story...but it did bring back gory memories of little monkeys doing such things. :)

And here's a comic that might make you feel better. It made me laugh... Just think of the Crocs. (You'll understand that in a second...)

http://www.comics.com/comics/pearls/archive/pearls-20080622.html

sarabellae June 24 2008, 01:19:44 UTC

I'm not too worried about having killed the chicken. Taking life isn't my favorite thing to do, but let's face facts: I am a carnivore.

There's just nothing quite like feeling crappy about something you have already accepted responsibility for and then having some douche bag rub your nose in it. In front of your kids.