Something is wrong with me. Really. You have probably guessed. Susan called gave me a twisted sister award, I guess she was right. I am a bit twisted. My humor is twisted, anyway.
Recently my friend, High May moved into a new home. She has started hearing noises coming from her attic. Noises that "sound like nails clawing on her ceiling". I asked her if she could have a squirrel in her attack. "No. Bigger". It sounds HUGE!" I asked her if she had been up to investigate. "Oh, H$^*# No!" was replied emphatically. Apparently she did send her hubby up to take a look, but he claims he saw nothing. Perhaps it was convenient timing. He didn't want to be up in a 150 degree attack looking for a "Huge critter".
Yesterday I had to run into World Market and saw that they had their Halloween Decor up and ready to sell. As I walked past the big rats I could only laugh out loud.....with sick thoughts to sneak one of the fakes in May's attack. I can only imagine her face when she opened the door to see these:
I know. I am twisted. I am sick.
May still hasn't gotten over seeing the 10 inch rat in my own basement. You know those ones that flop around in a trap... they are battery operated. I swear I didn't know she was coming over that day, and certainly didn't expect her to go into my basement. But I cannot express how funny it was when she got a look at my "rat" in it's trap. Doesn't everyone have one of those in their basement?
Another neighbor, Janet, was also a victim to my rat. She too went into my basement to look for wasp spray. We were out of town . She too discovered my mechanical monster and went screaming out of my house and down the street to call me to tell me that I had a "HUGE rat in my mouse trap...and it's alive!!!". Ahhhhhhhahahahaha!
Note to self.....I really need to pick up some more of those rats!
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