Me: (to the cat, who had just bitten my ankle) Yeow, Jasmine, that hurt!
Mark: She doesn't care. All she cares about is a steady food supply. (pause) She's like the Native Americans.
Me: ??! (yes, I made that exact noise.)
19 hours ago
Saturday, August 18, 2007
My little brother, ladies and gentlemen
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[coffee through the nose]
ReplyDeleteI see.
One could extend the metaphor to include little brothers, too. Just sayin'.