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Trouser Trumpet Fanfare for the Common Man

December 14th, 2009

I didn’t plan it this way, but for dinner last night I had

a salad (how cute)
two bowls of Lovely’s chili with extra kidney beans (uhh… careful big fella)
a slice of sweet potato pie with whip cream (great caesar’s ghost)
followed by a big glass of enhanced egg nog (batten down the hatches).

A half hour later the entire downstairs was polluted. Women and children fled to higher ground, and my new nickname became “Gaseous Clay”.

Sorry. This important gastro-intestinal information was too wordy for twitter, and since I don’t have a farcebook wall of shame, I had to put it here.

Just “had to”, I tell ya.

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