Don’t Mess With Me
My maids came on Tuesday. There was a small… um.. let’s say “incident” in the bathroom.
Rather then trying to explain things, we just went ahead and ate them.
The agency will be sending me fresh meat uh, more maids in two weeks. For those who are local, I might just be selling off their cleaning supplies at my garage sale.
June 22nd, 2007 at 7:05 am
Okay, it’s two o’clock in the morning where I live, and I’m more that a little tired, but it looks to me like the maids exploded a can of orange Crush in your bathroom, then you cooked some hotdogs until they split in half (and that one on the left looks particularly testicular-penile, by the way), and so the maid company is sending MORE maids?! Well, that’s just mahvelous!
June 22nd, 2007 at 12:11 pm
Ha ha ha ha!!
I love this post.
Weirdness indeed! My fave!
June 22nd, 2007 at 12:37 pm
What the …??? So, I take it they didn’t clean your house in the manner to which you saw fit??
LOL
M&M
June 22nd, 2007 at 3:52 pm
Are those HOTDOGS? What the heck did you do to them??
June 22nd, 2007 at 4:55 pm
Can serving those hotdogs be considered sex ed?
June 22nd, 2007 at 8:58 pm
bwhahahhahaha
ok so you all caught me. That is actually a bottle of Orange nail polish that The Hubster broke all over the bathroom just after the maids left. During the ensuing madness I forgot I had Applegate farms organic turkey dogs on the stove top and when I id finally remember THAT is what I found.
June 22nd, 2007 at 11:52 pm
Goodness, I thought I’d stumbled onto some pron!
June 29th, 2007 at 4:58 pm
good lord I kept looking at it and wondering if you had cut someone’s peepee off…3x! yikes!