Monday, August 25, 2008

Letter to the Dictator,

I killed it.
sweating bullets.
Birdie couldn't get in her pineapple so I moved it for her and there it was. HUGE!!!! I think it was living off of the dog food. I can't clean it up though. To gross. I'll leave it for you. It is on the bottom of your slipper....
Don't forget to pick up the mail.

photos to come.....

1 comment:

  1. Heh heh. Dictator's slipper, of course.

    You are a brave, brave woman. I know how much you hate spiders.