It’s pouring pretty steadily here and I have a lot of shedding trees around my house with no gutter guards so I’ll be slipping on some crocks and walking around the roof in the rain with my fancy pajamas suit, a bowler hat and bamboo cane (for stability, latch-hooking on to ridges and chimneys for maneuverability and as a weapon in case any rival roof-gangs wanna throw down. oh – and also to unclog the gutters for the night).
So just in case I slip and fall to my death: let it be known that despite what the fruity dance music playing in the earbuds plugged into my lifeless body might suggest, I was actually taking care of my nest with flair like a Sir and not, what I assume the coroners otherwise assessment would be, “re-creating the opening to the 1990’s saturday morning cartoon Garfield & Friends”. Thank you.
Anyone else remember that show? It was split between Garfield stories and this US Acres series no one ever heard of, which I was never sure if they were supposed to be the “Friends” since they didn’t appear to know each other at all. Idk what that was about.
Update: I’m back at sea-level safe and unbroken, but pretty soaked. Going to peel out of this bag of gush, shower in the bathroom with the strobe light and cartwheel into bed startinnnnnng…. Now
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