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Tuesday, August 09, 2005

Ah, Many Worlds

I keep getting whiffs of baby vomit. Or "spit-up," or "precious white barfikins" or whatever euphemism is making the rounds. No babies currently inhabit my space! How can it be that I smell baby puke when there is no baby present? I suspect that my dimension has cozied up to a parallel dimension in which a feckless baby (probably named Travis) puked on my couch cushion. I can't see the puke, and I certainly can't see the baby, but enough smellton particles have pierced my babyless dimension to make me aware of baby puke and there you have it. Science.


Blogger OldHorsetailSnake said...

Nonsense. Ask Flavian what he did with the limburger.

6:25 PM  
Blogger Shane said...

Upon reading this my mind turned to Rafe. Also, might turning your cushions reveal hidden baby puke?

11:06 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I have that same problem, but it's that sickly bitter smell of someone smoking number 3 heroin from tinfoil. In the oddest places too, it crops up.

11:56 AM  

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