Sunday, January 09, 2005
WHILE YOU WORK, I LURK
’Ta lurks in the closet.
It’s dark and quiet in here. Just the way I like it. Yeah, this is sweet. Box smells of leather...
Oh, no! The Large, Bifurcated God has arrived! And he carries with him the Flashy Thing! Do not look directly at the Flashy Thing!
O, Large, Bifurcated God, Source of all blessings and pelleted food! Source of all bellyrubs and chin skritches! Be Thou gracious unto me and shut the damn door on Thy way out! Let it not smite Thy holy butt as Thou takest Thy leave!