12-09-2009, 07:13 PM
Ugh, sounds like a BAD night in Phoenix. It snowed here Monday morning which is wierd since the last time snow stuck here was in 1976. My oldest cat Rusty (the not retarded one), who is strictly an indoor cat, got all excited, and when I opened the front door of my upstairs apartment to see the snow, he darted out and ran off to play in the snow. Here I am at 6am in my underwear, chasing the little creep through the snow while my neighbors laughed their butts off. I could have strangled the little maggot. So, I decided FINE. Stay outside.
I went inside and closed the door and layed back down. Alicia asked me what I was doing and why I was so cold and I told her. She flipped out and went outside in a short silk nightgown to get Rusty.
My neighbors just laugh, point to our apartment and say stuff like "yep, that's where THOSE people live".
I went inside and closed the door and layed back down. Alicia asked me what I was doing and why I was so cold and I told her. She flipped out and went outside in a short silk nightgown to get Rusty.
My neighbors just laugh, point to our apartment and say stuff like "yep, that's where THOSE people live".
Tom Carter
Railroad Training Services
Railroad Trainers & Consultants
Stockton, CA
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