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Oh my gosh...Peepers! Thanks for reminding me Antz. I left him in the dairy case...again!

You turn your back for what? An hour or so? And whaddya' get? A Pug so full of lactose, cholesterol, curds, and whey that he has to leave, out at the back, through the loading dock. I better hustle...







Dang! Too late...again!

Let's see what he got this time. All of the organic eggs. The butter and margarine. Yogurt...gone. Even the plain stuff. Cheese? Not a shred left. Cottage cheese...both large curd and small. Every can of Reddi-wip© and both halves of the half and half!

What else? Oh no, oh no...not this time. Pleeeze! Soy vey...too late! Every last ounce of the fake milk! That gets him going like an eight horse snowblower with a stuck throttle. Criminy! This is going to be a mess!

Peepers! Peepers! Where are you? What's that I hear? What are they blaring now..."Clean up on aisle five through nine!"?

I better hurry!





    "Hey Woody...missed ya'! What's for lunch?"



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