"Whatcha doing, babe?" I said, curious.
She replied nonchalently "I'm getting her spiders before anyone else does."
Spiders. Right. I was just on my way to get them myself....wait, what?
"Check it out...do you see any mosquitoes in here, did she ever even complain of them?"
"Well no, but still...." I couldn't quite complete my thoughts as I was too busy watching her go into the bathroom to coax some rather shy daddy-longleggers onto her piece of paper. She got a few that had been quite comfortable thank you, under Emily's sink and carefully took them back to her own bathroom.
"Well no, but still...." I couldn't quite complete my thoughts as I was too busy watching her go into the bathroom to coax some rather shy daddy-longleggers onto her piece of paper. She got a few that had been quite comfortable thank you, under Emily's sink and carefully took them back to her own bathroom.
"Now you are free to live here. Kindly don't roam. This is a good land, rich and fertile with plenty of food for you. Your only condition is to eat mosquitoes. You can do that to your little heart's content." She said kindly as her eight legged charges took their first timid steps upon the strange new tile. "However, if you don't live up to your part of the deal then we will have to revisit our agreement." She said with an ominous look at the sandal that bore the dried out carcasses of those insects with whom she didn't negotiate.
I went back to my room and saw a small spider eyeing me carefully from the corner of my shower, I paused for a second and considered Michelle's "live-in-harmony-with-all-things" strategy. Then..
BAM! SLAP! POW!
I'm a cold-hearted person and I have the mosquito bites to prove it.
1 comments:
You aren't cold-hearted, you're just obstinate. Two different things altogether!
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