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Jan. 2nd, 2010 03:36 pmAnd now I'm all restless and sort of in limbo after watching that. What should I do now? Go out for a walk in the lovely weather? But the ice-sheets on the roads are hidden by new snow so I can't see them to avoid them, and I already have a bruised ass after slipping at 0015hr on New Year's Day. Ow.
Watch some more TV? But I just did that.
Go to the movies? There's the new Sherlock Holmes thingy that I want to see, but again with the ice, and again with the having watched.
Make some tea? Allright then! But first I'll tell you about the riot dachshunds.
The New Year's party was like several hours of constant laughing. Yes it was that good! Ended in nice kissing too, and everyone teasing us for it and it wasn't so fun so I went home before I got too plastered. Probably the laughing made more for the headache the next day than the alcohol, really.
Anyway, there were two extra funny guys there. One had a plan to convert all the disused rock storage caverns in our coutry to bubble-wrap production, and then initiate mandatory national wrapping of everyone in bubble-wrap, for their own protection of course. He had even cleared the plan with Claes Månsson, all ready to go.
The other guy said, why do the police use German shephard dogs in riot control? They just trigger our flock instincts to band together and protect ourselves against fearsome predators, making mobs even more uncontrollable. No, what they should do is send in hundreds of dachshunds! They're ferocious, trained to attack badgers in their nests for crying out loud -- and who would think to band together to protect themselves against dachshunds? Of course, you need so use scores and scores of them, to send in wave after wave: you can kick some of them away but the next ones will go for the jugular and _not_ _let_ _go_.
Had me in stitches, both of them. Hee hee.
Watch some more TV? But I just did that.
Go to the movies? There's the new Sherlock Holmes thingy that I want to see, but again with the ice, and again with the having watched.
Make some tea? Allright then! But first I'll tell you about the riot dachshunds.
The New Year's party was like several hours of constant laughing. Yes it was that good! Ended in nice kissing too, and everyone teasing us for it and it wasn't so fun so I went home before I got too plastered. Probably the laughing made more for the headache the next day than the alcohol, really.
Anyway, there were two extra funny guys there. One had a plan to convert all the disused rock storage caverns in our coutry to bubble-wrap production, and then initiate mandatory national wrapping of everyone in bubble-wrap, for their own protection of course. He had even cleared the plan with Claes Månsson, all ready to go.
The other guy said, why do the police use German shephard dogs in riot control? They just trigger our flock instincts to band together and protect ourselves against fearsome predators, making mobs even more uncontrollable. No, what they should do is send in hundreds of dachshunds! They're ferocious, trained to attack badgers in their nests for crying out loud -- and who would think to band together to protect themselves against dachshunds? Of course, you need so use scores and scores of them, to send in wave after wave: you can kick some of them away but the next ones will go for the jugular and _not_ _let_ _go_.
Had me in stitches, both of them. Hee hee.
