rainy days
So once again it is raining here in "sunny" LaLa Land.
And I hate the rain.
Others will say "well c'mon now Teaspoon, the rain isn't all that bad and the trees sure could use the water" To which I reply with a swift boot to da head. and normally that is all that is said about it. and before everyone tells me how I am just copying Kid Relish I say Nay. This is simply a segway into my actual purpose for this post, not to tell everyone just how many people have fallen to my boot to da head.
See I actually love the way the sky is clear after a good rain. how green the mountains are, etc., my complaint is much more basic then that. It is the fact that rain makes it completely miserable to camp out in a tree for days on end.
"But Teaspoon why would you be camping out in a tree for days on end?" you may ask. To which I shout Aha! see you have fallen into my clever trap and must listen to my futher ranting.
So as anyone but the truely stupid could figure out the reason that you, or me in this case, would camp out in a tree for days on end is that the particular tree that I am camping out in happens to be right across the street from a house in which lives the woman I love. And is it not the purest form of love that would have me, a completely sane individual, some would say living in a tree in the hope of even the slightest glimpse of said woman.
"Okay so if your love is so pure then why don't you just go and talk to her instead of spying on her?" To which, after you reawaken from my boot to your head, I would reply I am not spying, but the restraining order, which was a complete mistake on the courts part, keeps me from going within 50 ft of her home (the tree just so happens to be exactly 50.2ft from the house). I am sure that this will be cleared up very soon.
now you know why I hate the rain. And watch out for my boot to da head, oh sorry too late.
And I hate the rain.
Others will say "well c'mon now Teaspoon, the rain isn't all that bad and the trees sure could use the water" To which I reply with a swift boot to da head. and normally that is all that is said about it. and before everyone tells me how I am just copying Kid Relish I say Nay. This is simply a segway into my actual purpose for this post, not to tell everyone just how many people have fallen to my boot to da head.
See I actually love the way the sky is clear after a good rain. how green the mountains are, etc., my complaint is much more basic then that. It is the fact that rain makes it completely miserable to camp out in a tree for days on end.
"But Teaspoon why would you be camping out in a tree for days on end?" you may ask. To which I shout Aha! see you have fallen into my clever trap and must listen to my futher ranting.
So as anyone but the truely stupid could figure out the reason that you, or me in this case, would camp out in a tree for days on end is that the particular tree that I am camping out in happens to be right across the street from a house in which lives the woman I love. And is it not the purest form of love that would have me, a completely sane individual, some would say living in a tree in the hope of even the slightest glimpse of said woman.
"Okay so if your love is so pure then why don't you just go and talk to her instead of spying on her?" To which, after you reawaken from my boot to your head, I would reply I am not spying, but the restraining order, which was a complete mistake on the courts part, keeps me from going within 50 ft of her home (the tree just so happens to be exactly 50.2ft from the house). I am sure that this will be cleared up very soon.
now you know why I hate the rain. And watch out for my boot to da head, oh sorry too late.
posted by A Concerned Citizen at 2:47 PM
3 Comments:
Damn. You got creepy.
How about all this rain?
My hometown is as soggy as my shorts after a one-hour date with the elliptical trainer!
They may never admit it, but gals find being stalked to be extremely flattering.
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