The Fluffy House of Amityville
I woke up this morning, went downstairs and discovered the walls were bleeding alien blood.
No kidding. Bright green goo was leaking out the electric light sockets and dripping down the walls. This resulted in me rushing around the house at warp speed screaming, “The house is possessed! We’re all gonna die!” (I must admit I’ve always harbored a secret desire to do that, so it was strangely satisfying.) The kids were unmoved, and Rich ignored me. Alas, yet another normal day in the Fluffy household.
Anyhoo, Rich dissected the sockets and discovered that our prehistoric wiring was coated in some sort of ancient insulating glue, which was slowly dissolving and leaking down the walls.
I’m not convinced. It’s because I stepped inside a church for the first time in three years last Sunday. It’s a sign, I know it’s a sign.
Of course the Large Hadron Collider (LHC) gets turned on tomorrow. That might have something to do with it. Coincidence, or are we all doomed?
Maybe we’re all gonna get sucked into a black hole, as Stephen suggested.
If indeed the end is nigh as my walls seem to prophesize, I'd just like to say that it’s been great knowing you folks! So long and thanks for all the fish. I’m gonna spend my last night on earth getting drunk and having sex.
Toast and Honey are the condemned man's ideal final meal
(Rich says he’s not going to dignify this superstitious nonsense with an answer and he’s refusing to be associated with such utter tosh. Apart from the sex bit – he seems quite keen on that.)
See ya tomorrow.
No kidding. Bright green goo was leaking out the electric light sockets and dripping down the walls. This resulted in me rushing around the house at warp speed screaming, “The house is possessed! We’re all gonna die!” (I must admit I’ve always harbored a secret desire to do that, so it was strangely satisfying.) The kids were unmoved, and Rich ignored me. Alas, yet another normal day in the Fluffy household.
Anyhoo, Rich dissected the sockets and discovered that our prehistoric wiring was coated in some sort of ancient insulating glue, which was slowly dissolving and leaking down the walls.
I’m not convinced. It’s because I stepped inside a church for the first time in three years last Sunday. It’s a sign, I know it’s a sign.
Of course the Large Hadron Collider (LHC) gets turned on tomorrow. That might have something to do with it. Coincidence, or are we all doomed?
Maybe we’re all gonna get sucked into a black hole, as Stephen suggested.
If indeed the end is nigh as my walls seem to prophesize, I'd just like to say that it’s been great knowing you folks! So long and thanks for all the fish. I’m gonna spend my last night on earth getting drunk and having sex.
Toast and Honey are the condemned man's ideal final meal
(Rich says he’s not going to dignify this superstitious nonsense with an answer and he’s refusing to be associated with such utter tosh. Apart from the sex bit – he seems quite keen on that.)
See ya tomorrow.
posted by Lin at 10:43 AM
5 Comments:
It was the going into a church. Whatever were you thinking?
I went in one once and all the paint peeled of my car hood within a week.
You are an adult, you know better.
I just hope you live through this experience.
Enjoy the sex, it may be your last.
Love it! And thanks for the link, which in turn had a link back to you. Mobius strips, anyone?
Now, of course, you could time your love-making, so that if that wave of life destroying radiation hits England at just the right moment, for you at least the "rapture" will have real, tangible meaning.
i like the photos..i would try them and take a shot hahha lol
i love the photos
Lin,
Thanks for your kind words on my blog.
Yours is cool too, so how come you haven't revealed yourself before now?
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