My little ol' Babooshka' is comming home from a 14 day Disney Resorts vacation this afternoon ... the house is an absaloot' wreck, 9 Dawgs & 3 Kats trashed the areas (I dint' do nothing ... nobody saw me do it ... and that's my story, an I'm stickin' with it), the kicthen has every dish, plate, and eating utensil dirty, in a dirty sink, the kitchen floor is a tan muddy color to it (it used to be a white tile floor) there is a shreaded sofa pillow, sofas & chairs with muddy paw prints on them (they aren't my paw prints) there is a giant fur/dust bunnie under the cawfee' table, that I swear has eyes, everthing has food grease on it (even the PC mouse, which I had to take apart and clean the scroll wheel with windex), the fridge has a blue/green spiney sea urchin thingy living in the food hydrator drawer (I swear it blinked at me), there's a hole in the wall (man I'm gonna' need a whole bunch of spackle) ... she's gonna kick me in my little ol' Babooska' when she gets home. My son, Wreck"O"Mends to me that: I start drinking heavily ... an' denying everything ! Cover up all vital sensitive areas, duck for cover when she takes a swing at me, or run ! :hehe: It's a real Animal House ! Food Fight !!!
Trainz was fun ... now the fun is over ... Hey, Hey, Hey ... Here She Comes, Back Home !