The hotel in Portland was nice enough to provide us with our own "goldfish companions" in our room. Their names were Eduardo and Barbara Lieberman. We assumed they were a couple going through a rough patch because Eduardo exhibited some typical passive aggressive behaviour and the more Barbara ignored him the worst it got. On our first night Mr. Bunndini made a drunken misstep and fed Barbara Lieberman a wheat thin cracker despite the protestations of Dr. Stapler. Luckily I was lucid enough to leave a note for her should anything so awry. This note read as follows: "Don't die Barbara Lieberman. Call 911 if there is trouble". I blame the beer.
Eduardo's pie hole was clearly ram jammed with a shit ton of negative vibes.
ReplyDeleteWhich for fish is slightly less dangerous than being ram jammed with a wheat thin.
ReplyDeleteAlso, orchids are the anal sex of house plants.
ReplyDeleteYou don't want to start with orchids.
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