We should celebrate!
Unfortunately, I'm in the midst of sorting out another job crisis (as in, I am once again fearing for my very employment) -- details on that later -- and I don' wanna write nothin'.
Since my brain has been pulverized into a fine paste by PowerPoints and potentially unnecessary stress...and since I don't wanna be all that creative with my typical, enormously witty writings, I give you this:
NO disintegrations...
Khoo-pssshhhh!
Khoo-psssshhhh!
I want to get Ziggy a vader costume now!
ReplyDeleteOR! A yoda costume...little green ears and everything!!!
I want that vader costume, too. Though I don't think it'll be quite as priceless on our dog Smiley. She's grey--not midnight black. And she smiles too much.
ReplyDeleteSorry, Kristy--I exnay dog costumes. They are right out. If our dog was meant to be Darth Vader, God would've given her a really bad nasal problem.
ReplyDeleteWhat you can't tell is that little Boris Vader there (yes, the pooch's name is Boris) is actually force-choking the Imperial lackey taking the photo. Look into his eyes...there's murderous intent there.
ReplyDeleteAnd would it be inappropriate to point out the auxiliary scrotum beneath Boris' chin?
It would?
Sorry, then.