so one of his friends gave exboyfroomate (TM) a bit of weed, and he misplaced it, and I said –I SAID– “Your cat probably ate it.”
Later, on the floor, we found the baggie, bereft of green goodness; further, exboyfroomate’s cat keeps rolling around on the table where the bag was supposedly, initially placed.
THE CAT ATE THE POT. I WAS SO RIGHT.
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June 25, 2007 at 4:24 pm
hahahahahaha!! oh, how great!