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Hello, all. This is I Pity The Blog, the blog formerly known as Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Soda. I post stuff here. That is all. Thank you.
Job Description: Must be able to stand on street corner and tell passersby to “EAT ME.”
I remember a guy dressed as a roll of carpet standing beside the road when I lived in Victoria, B.C. Canada. He wasn’t even “red carpet”!! He was there for a few months and then wasn’t seen again: maybe he got rolled!
Yikes! Yesterday we were out shopping in the 85+ degree heat and sunshine and there was a poor sap dressed head-to-toe in a cow outfit standing outside the Chick-Fil-A. He (or she) must’ve been dying in there …
Hey that was me!
plane– Was he a “shag” carpet? Maybe he got laid down in the rec room. Maybe he pulled out because he couldn’t pay the carpet tacks. Was he worn out from people walking all over him? Did he have a short nap? Instead of living on the street, might be that he finally found a pad. Possibly he was replaced by a Berber. What about a shampoo? Low esteem-cleaning? Kidnapped by a carpetbagger? Weave got to stop these puns. Y’know, sweep ’em under the rug.
Sort of makes me lose my appetite. Does anybody smell pizza?
Hi! I was surfing and found your blog post… nice! I love your blog. 🙂 Cheers! Sandra. R.