Remember the old joke about a woman going on vacation and leaving her cat with her brother? The cat gets hit by a car and when the woman returns a week later the brother says, “Your cat’s dead, he was hit by a car.”
The woman goes ballistic.
“Puffy’s dead? How could just blurt it out like that? You should have called one day and said that Puffy was on the roof and you couldn’t get her down. The next day you could have called and said that Puffy was still stuck and things looked bleak. A few calls like that would have prepared me for this! It wouldn’t be such a shock!”
Then the brother says, “I’m really sorry. By the way, Grandma’s on the roof and we can’t get her down.”
Well, think about that when you read this. I’m fucking speechless.
Via On the Patio
... are you guys honeymooning together or something? Hello, McFly!
Posted by: steph at August 28, 2005 10:52 PM