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Thursday, November 18, 2004

What the?

Okay, whose job is it to watch Punxsutawney Phil? Get on the ball! He's over here, eating through my garage! He's already scared the crap out of my musk oxen, and I think he just got into the birdseed. I don't even know who to call - wait - oh, great. Now he's in my car. That is IT. I'll put on my gloves and catch him myself.

3 Comments:

Blogger kari said...

a bear trap ought to do the trick.

7:02 PM  
Blogger Megan McMillan said...

Never mind trying to catch him. I've kidnapped that muskrat myself and I plan to hold him for a king's ransom until all those people living in the cold North cry "uncle!" and beg to be released from the cruel grip of winter. But I will laugh, and instead Phil and I will head out to Huntington Beach for some boogy-boarding.

He'll be a California convert in no time, and it won't be long before he's appearing in cameos on the O.C., all the while the upper half of the country is being completely covered over in snow. Me and Phil will be like the White Witch and her evil little dwarf, except we'll never, ever give naughty English children any Turkish Delight.

7:18 PM  
Blogger ~m2~ said...

i like the above comment regarding the cameos on the o.c.

isn't that where the gecko in the geico commercials got his start?

9:18 AM  

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