Sunny Saturdays make me happy.
Unless I am trying to sleep in. When I am trying to sleep in, they just make me grouchy and since I am always trying to sleep in you can understand why this particular Sunny Saturday was the proverbial straw that broke the camels back!
After a long evening of Playing Balderdash (losing)(she cheated) and Whist ( I WON!) with my cat Noodle, I retired to my bed chamber at the shockingly late hour of nine PM and immediately fell into a dreamless sleep only to be awoken by the annoyingly noisy growing of the neighbors Daffodils.
When you think of daffodils you might not immediately think "Noisy Buggers" like I do, and I agree. Normally, roses and fields of clover are the top noise makers, but the neighbors Daffodils are quite different from normal.
"sunsunsunsun" the scream as they push up from the ground. "Lightgloriouslight!"they shriek.
I would rather awaken to the sound of a vampire trying to bite into a 54,000 volt transformer than the sound of thesedaffodils basking in the sunlight!
I decided that horrible Sunny Saturday that today was the last time I would be so rudely jarred awake by the unfurling of petals eager to dry the nights dew. This was it.
That Sunny Saturday morning, my neighbors awoke to the sound of their daffodils screaming "bladesharpbladerun!ohno!rootsarenotlegs!aghhhhhh!!" as I sliced their cheerful yellow heads off one by one with my shiny blue lawn mower.
4 comments:
Listening to the grass grow makes me cringe.
Freud says unwrap OnmiBod...
Sheila I know, I do love the smell of their freshly slaughtered bodies however!
Blue Beak eh, what would you know? You're just a big cock!
(lol)
That is too funny!!!
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