I Would Be Appalled
One of the things I'd like for my garden is a small river of lava, if only to have a convenient place to discard the furniture I no longer want. The only downside I can think of is that I'd occasionally see a bunny fall into the lava. I hate seeing bunnies falling into lava! Nothing ruins an afternoon like witnessing a bunny in lava, unless it's seeing the lava rise up, form a clawed hand, and proactively swipe a bunny from the green grass of safety. Christ - loosen up, lava river! Patience. Don't be so grabby.
4 Comments:
It is unfortunate that Andrea Dworkin wasn't there to see it. Although I doubt she would have been amused.
Yep. A waste of dinner. Lava simply overcooks bunnies. What's needed is a spit to roast them above the lava. Now, that'd be OK.
A nice mustard sauce, some collard greens and scallions. maybe some new potatoes. Yum.
Watch out for the tularemia, though.
What the heck! Blogger's even screwing up simple html tags, now.
Time to go to the range (as in "Home, home on... "?). Surely I can find some Blogger™ targets to practice on. (The bad tag in the previous comment should have been an italicised "above")
Does anyone have the address of the Blogger™ tech who "fixed" Blogger™ last week? A drive by mooning would be to kind for such as that...
i'm reminded of deep thoughts with jack handy, regarding lava and keys...
"If you ever drop your keys into a river of molten lava, forget em', cause, man, they're gone."
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