Monday, June 08, 2009
Where there is smoke, there is spiders.
So last night we're getting ready to go to bed when all of a sudden the smoke detectors go off.
ME: "What the heck is causing that!"
WIFEY: "Smoke or spiders."
I've heard that dust can sometimes set off smoke detectors...but spiders?
So anyhow...I check the house for smoke.
No smoke. Not really sure how to check a house for spiders.
We go to bed.
And I start thinking.
Maybe there is a fire in the dryer? Maybe an electrical thing?
Or something.
And then I start thinking about spiders.
Thinking about spiders does not put one to sleep fast.
Thinking about flaming spiders does not put one to sleep at all.
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Panty-waist!
If only you had a rented crate to put all those flaming spiders in....
I heard IANO stands on a chair (holding his skirts up) and screams for Wifey when he sees a mouse.
Really.
Buy our new metal album!
Who said I was gay? I'm not gay!
I also don't set off smoke detectors.
I'm not gay either!
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