What a way to start the week - being waken at 4:00 am with the news that "Mom - I threw up" and then discovering that the vomitus expecterius was ALL over the carpet, the dust ruffle, the bedspread, the sheets (all of them) and the mattress pad and that the substance in question was a bright red as a result of the healthy meal I had served up last pm which included vast quantites of grape tomatoes and strawberries (not to mention the baked potato with lots of cheese on it). As I was straddling the puddles of puke in an attempt to pick out the largest chunks so that I could then use my wet/dry vac on the remaining flood, the highly intellingent and eldest testosterone clad member of my family suggested that I just "let it dry for a couple of days and then just vacuum it up".
Gig 'Em
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Yikes!
For a nominal fee, I will rent out the devil dog, who would have taken care of that for you. With bonus slobbery-strung kisses afterwards.
Back to being hostile...
Hey Fatty, lemme no when U B goin 2 take that Devil Dog out there so I kin bring Fatty-Fatty-2 by 4 cause she eat n-e-thing too and them 2 dogs cud have a good dog fite and we cud sell tickets nuf to pay 4 our fuel 2 git to SW. Yo Mama nos how 2 use her brain, doncha think?
Lemme no when and wher, meybe cat-crap can get a big pile of that red stuff reddie 4 us.
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