Tuesday, April 05, 2005
POKE
The babies are closing in. I am safe under my desk until 5, then I must take out the mace. I have a heavy heart about this but it cannot be avoided. Piles of soft baby poo are building and I hear there is a urine and drool river making it's way down 7th Ave. Fairy Bulter has a spell. If that doesn't work poke them in the eyes. Effective, yes. Grody, yes.
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they are growing immune to the spell...must retreat. awful powdery smell, mucus, musss. Is it you, baby einstein?
Here is some other concerns. I am back under my desk. This was unavoidable due to the boss and the phone. The cube is no longer a fort but a cage. Babies are unhelpful in this matter.
I like the title of this post.
I see you MM. You cannot hide.
OUCH!!
rock me amadeus
something outside my window sounds like a dying cat. Helene, are you outside my house?
Oh Krix., I was just practicing my singing.
I am concerned MM. Come work for me at the health food store "Hole Poo" I am the organic coffee matron. I will protect you from rapists and babies and such.
Love, PD
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