#48 – Request
Posted on February 9, 2011 at 12:00 am by Chris
Chapter: Comic
I remember being confused as a kid about “canning”. We purchased food from the grocery store, sometimes it came in a can, sometimes it came in a jar. But for some reason when you picked stuff from your garden and sealed it up in a jar it was called canning. But then when we would do it with cucumbers it was now called “pickling”. Make up your minds you crazy adults.
Today’s Biff needs a moment to gather himself.
Tags: parenting, ponies, puppies
Aww… If she’s just going to dissect it, it doesn’t have to be a live pony. I wonder how much a pony cadaver would cost.
That made my day. A very good start to it now.
Talk about beating a dead horse!
Reminded me of a film I watched recently:
“She has to go to bed earlier because of her unplanned surgery”
“She had surgery? Is she okay?”
“THIS was her surgery” *holds up cut up animal taped to a piece of card*
Also, there’s;
“I have to get up early. I have surgery in the morning.”
“Oh my God! What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. I’m a surgeon.”
Reminds me of a quote from Stephen King:
“I have the heart of a small boy…it sits in a jar on top of my desk “
Reminds me of a line from Grim Fandango.
“How do you *do* this?”
“Without becoming jaded, you mean? The secret to my success is that I have the heart of a twelve-year-old boy. I keep it over here in a jar. Would you like to see?”
“No!”
“Heh. Sorry. Old coroner joke.”
Imagine what that little girl would say if she actually got her pony.
“Daddy, look! I’ve got a ponytail!”
Noooooooooo!
That’s right; look what happened to the poor dog!
Such nice.