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Wanna wander through your woods
gonna cover you like measels
then I'll nibble on your berries
Yep, pretty sure the wind swept snowy bean fields of rural Indiana have finally driven me "right 'round the bend" as they say. I even fired up the stove and attempted an actual chicken cassarole, which showed me immediately why I stick to Stoffer's and the microwave. The dog ate the leftovers and is now outside chewing on a partially rotted pig skull in an attempt to get the taste out of his mouth.
Maybe I'll rent a movie. I understand march of the penguins is supposed to be good, but some of the penguins always die, or get eaten by something, and that's depressing. Maybe I'll get a slasher flick instead. They never kill anything but ditzoid college girls in those.