Ride On, Spokane
I am telling you, in house of dharmic disorder, up is down, down is up, herd of deer mice roam floor, and bitch rule couch like throne. Do you even control household television remote, good sir? I am asking.Your house is she, and she is goddess.If mister of house does not propitiate house goddess, Makan Devi, she will fill herself with rodents, disorder, and disrespect! For you, I perform Makan Devi propiating puja for especial small price: one crore rupees and 1978 Lincoln Town Car. Gold-plate. Please advise earliest.Namaste.
In a civil society, sometimes policies are amended upon review. Perhaps there was a "not sharing floor space with mice" clause. Maybe you missed the public meeting.
Now everyone on the internet knows I'm a dog. Thanks a lot, Pat.Get a cat already. I miss the floor. This chair smells of manfart.
"Dogs belong on the floor" is a rule your not-too-distant-mouser will approve of.
Okay, I don't know about LMAO, but I had to seriously strive to contain embarrassing noises when I read these comments at work today. I don't think I did a very good job.
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