loop a rope around this prompt and drag it out of here. I don’t want to think about it anymore. I can’t come up with a single thing o say about the word “loop”.
Had a horrible morning. Woke up to find the toilet completely clogged and spent three hours trying to unplug and snake it. The snake only went so far before it was jammed up against something. I finally had to (gag, cough, gag) reach down in there to see if I could grab hold of the obstruction.
It was a duck. Yes, I said a duck. Not an alive duck..my dog Gunnar’s sleeping toy duck…. well, the duck doesn’t sleep, it is a stuffed animal. Gunnar sleeps with the duck. SHEESH!
It seems from what I can piece together considering the dogs don’t speak English…is that Dasher was jealous of Gunnar for having a duck. Now Dasher has 47 bazillion toys and Gunnar has a duck…but Dasher has been acting the fool with this duck for a week. He keeps grabbing it away from Gunnar and hiding it in another room. Then Gunnar, who has no clue, whines, and searches for his duck,…I am pretty sure Dasher threw it into the toilet last night. And some idiot flushed without looking…yea, wasn’t me.
George did admit to flushing but said, “why would I even LOOK for a duck in the toilet, Suze?”
Okay, so that is a really good point. Normally there are no stuffed ducks in the toilet.
Gunnar is now pouting because
1. I threw away the duck and,
2. Dasher has toys and Gunnar doesn’t.
So, I guess now I need to go buy another duck.
it’s always something…………….