OK, so this is only vaguely S related, but I have to tell you that I absolutely love "The Office" on NBC. If you haven't watched it, you're entirely missing out. What other show could turn a beet farmer killing his girlfriend's cat into hilarity? And a 5K fun run to support rabies? Seriously? I don't understand people who don't get this show and don't love it.
So how does this relate to S? Well, when we pulled into the driveway to watch The Office on the big screen, I looked up at the windows. They were open, and the lights were on in the living room and kitchen. Before we had the dogs out of the car he had managed to shut off the lights and duck into his room to hide. It really is too strange. Every time he hears us coming he hides. I think he really doesn't like Megan. She thinks so too, and is being less quiet about her dislike of S. Her subtelty seems inversely proportioned to how far the smell spreads from his room. Last night not only had the smell spread, but there was nastiness in the toilet. She started hypothesizing that maybe he doesn't actually know how to clean. In retaliation for his extra stinkyness she started giving him the finger behind his back. Some of this may be related to the book and inscription that I have yet to tell you about. I promise I'll get there. Next week.
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