Aqualung

Let me just say that I love this guy's voice. Love it!

The Dog Did It!!!

For several minutes, I kept smelling dog doodoo. And for the life of me, I could not find it. I've searched high and low. Behind the couch, under the table, in the hallway, behind the door, next to the fridge, and under my sandals. Nada. Meanwhile, Miss Chess (MC, my dog) is right with me checking along.

I kept sniffing, the odor is there but where's the turd. Ugh! It was bugging the hell outta me. I even thought it was my roomie's dog (Duchess) that pooped. Duchess has the habit of pooping discreetly. Then my lovely dog let out a loud and big fart. Light Bulb!

MC, you dirty bitch!

Where's the Bulb?

A friend of mine recently started dating a Bulgarian which we will now call Poplov. One night while sitting on our couch in the living room, he happen to find a little blue thing-a-ma-jig right next to him. Upon closer inspection, he deduced that it was a flashlight. It did omit a miniscule amount of light. Started fiddling with it, wondered why it would not cast a brighter light. Later he told my friend (the one he is dating) that the little flashlight wasn't much of a flashlight and showed it to her. She started laughing.

Apparently, he mistook Roomie2's pocket rocket (mini vibrator) as a means for illumination.