Friday, April 21
Herbie has a flea
It and many flea brothers set up a colony upon Herb's back, thinking they discovered a New World. Immergency baths were inflicted upon Herblets. Fleas died in the flood. Yet a Noadic family survived. Frontline liquid Marines were called upon and dispersed throughout the hills and valleys of Herbiville. Eagerly, we await the dawn, when Frontline shall have its effect and the carnage of flea carcases lie unburied on the desert of Herb's tummy.
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4 comments:
may the carnage end soon.
on another note, have you considered making lemonade here and opening up a real live flea circus? could rake in some big bucks, perhaps?
did you know there's a lady who studied fleas and wrote a book on them? I'll have to ask my grandmother her name, again. She really did flea circuses!
~K.
Kelly, You need to come home and de-marine-tox for a while:)
that works for about a week after the Return! at least I/we get far out of Kingsville every weekend--I'm better than my neighbours, see? >:)
~K.
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