Wednesday, December 2, 2009
All Purpose Cleaner and Febreze
After coming home , high off of my Tuesday Chris meetings, and winding down a little bit I prepare for an evening of The L Word and hanging with Bailey. At the beginning of this process I take Paco out of his terrarium and a blanket to feel like I exist in this world of pairs. We hang around like two crazy boys with no care in the world for about 2 hours. He slithers for his dark places inside the couch and I pull him back into the light, it's so fitting for me ; I'm know he hates it though since he loves dark and warm places. Alas in a moments notice I hear this familiar releasing of air coming from Paco ; He has gotten comfortable on my lap. Paco, stretched out in his 5 foot long grandeur lifts his tail in preparation for the big bang. I sit there in wonder and in a split of a moment in shit. Thankfully I reacted in time, save for a small blanket smudge, to move him from my lap and over our brown carpet floor. Good thing landlords and complex owners plan for this. Needless to say, after he was done defecating, the youngster was set back into the terrarium. Then the chemical gods whispered into my ear what must be done immediately! All purpose cleaner: check, Febreze: check, and crisis diverted. All in all , I love that kid ; what we have is real!
Labels:
Chemicals,
Crisis,
Defecating,
Paco,
Shit hitting the fan,
The Gods,
TUESDAY CHRIS
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