Thursday, July 10, 2008
It is so flippin' hot. I won't tell you how hot because then you'll feel hot and we'll both be miserable.
The stink balls, aka dogs, are being kept in the house because of the heat. We have Lily the Labradoodle and Sunny the Bouncing Yellow Ball of Pomerania. They get washed and groomed regularly, but they manage to smell like pickled pig toots only a day or two after their baths. I keep telling the kids there's a stink rock in the backyard that they need to find and bury so the dogs will stop rubbing on it.
And I'm tired.
Stinky dogs, heat from Hades and exhaustion. Life. Ain't it grand?
Here I stand the goddess of desire,
Set men on fire,
I have this power.
Morning noon and night
It’s dwink and dancing,
Some quick womancing,
And then a shower!
Stage door johnnies always suwound me,
They always hound me
With one wequest.
Who could satisfy their lustful habit?
I’m not a wabbit!
I need some weeeessst ~
I’m tired . . .
Sung by Madeline Kahn from the movie Blazing Saddles.