Not Waving.

October 19, 2007


“Oh, you’ll adore the Mary Celeste”

said Mother, applying a bloodied thumb to

my BTCTCF (Bermuda Triangle Class Trip Consent Form)

with unusual enthusiasm. “Now, let’s get you into

a lead vest, and some Dramamine.”



10 Responses to “Not Waving.”

  1. crayola dude Says:

    Damn. A gif? Fancy pants, you.

  2. Martin Says:

    The question is, was the bloodied thumb attached to mother’s hand?

  3. infini Says:

    Question actually is how did mother get you into the dramamine?

  4. Parenthesis Says:

    Hmm, I like the double whammy of the Mary Celeste AND the Bermuda Triangle. One way to rid yourself of your kids :) Can I send a few over?

  5. Mrs. Benitez Says:

    crayola dude: Fancy is my third middle name.

    Martin: I did say “a”, not “her”, dear.

    infini: oh, I’ve been into Dramamine for years.

    Parenthesis: more livestock? How about a cheeseburger – could you send one of those over instead?

  6. Parenthesis Says:

    I’ve got a lethal piece of Simonsberg Blue that has been lurking in the back of my fridge for some months now. I’ve tried to evict it, but it got all defensive and hid behind the mayo. Can I offer you a pickle instead?

  7. dolceii Says:

    Lead vests are so hot right now!

  8. Parenthesis Says:

    The Space between Words has been transformed by the way Mrs B. I’m having lots of fun ….

  9. me Says:

    Parenthesis: are you quite sure that’s cheese and not Third Cousin Floris on another pickle bender?

    dolceii: you should have seen the shoes!

  10. Two Weeks Notice Says:

    That’s heavy, man.

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