Christmas is very much like Solstice. I’m not certain what the difference is. Some of my mom’s friends came over for a big turkey dinner and then we sat around the tree, talked and listened to music.
I was a naughty slug and got into the champagne while my mom was doing the dishes and cleaning up.
Mommy says that once I get un hung over (I don’t get it, I’m not hanging on anything?) we’re going to have to have a serious talk.
She says “everything in moderation” and that it’s “never good to get so drunk that you can’t find your own butt with both hands.”
Do I have a butt? If so, I can’t find it.
Uh oh…
That’s it for now…
~DTES
1 comment:
Heya Darwin,
Out wandering around. Are these cousins?
http://www.seaslugforum.net/factsheet.cfm?base=sagornat
Certainly not as evolutionary as yourself...
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