Monosyllabic Pedantry

Tuesday, May 02, 2006

The Wrath of Simon's Ghost

The last we heard from Plimco, she was copiously vomiting.
Then silence.
I have to wonder if she has been killed by the ghost of her victim, Simon.
Has she actually puked up her innards?
Has Fluffbucket been forced to eat Plimco's corpse, a la, Donner Party?
Will the local theatre scene ever be the same?

She lives! No word yet on whether Fluffbucket had to eat any part of her.


  • Fluff bucket didn't eat me, but she does like to watch me barf. We also invented a new I'm-sick-but-you-need-to-exercise game where I hide my head under a blanket on the couch and groan in a high pitched manner which makes her tromp and tromp and tromp around the den in circles until I can feel her breathing at me and staring at me through the blanket at which point I pop my head out of the covers, make brief eye contact with her and then go back under and groan while she tromps some more.

    Highly effective.

    I was hoping to get a SAVE PLIMCO! campaign going ala Ferris Bueller, but I suppose the fact that anyone noticed I was missing at all is comfort enough. Thank you.

    By Blogger Plimco, at 6:29 AM  

  • Hey. Why have you still not linked to me, punk? Not that I really give a shit, but still. I think you should call your list:

    I care whether they live or die:

    Aunt B

    By Blogger Plimco, at 7:02 AM  

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