Me: I think that potato soup has gone bad...smell it.
Him: It smells...funky!
Me: I'll give it to the chickens.
Him: ...and we'll see if _they_ die.
Me: They eat all sorts of shit, it won't hurt 'em. Hell, they eat Pocky's shit...which is a little too much recycling for me.
[note: Pocky eats the chicken's shit, hence the recycling. -- Ed.]
[I always wondered who Ed was when I'd read that...]
Friday, September 8, 2006
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