Pete tried to bite me today. I had to club him with a baseball bat. It was pretty sad, he had his hopes up trying to escape and there I am with my mag light. With one whack he went down. It was pretty liberating though…MUHAHAHHA.
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p> He’s really boring, I had a camera on him all day. All he did was pick his nose and scratched himself. ::SHUDDER:: Maybe I should try gassing my basement see how he reacts to it. Or I should put a hamster wheel, or feed him more than once every two days. What do you want me to do to Pete?(in the non-perverted sort of way) Drop a line.
I think you oughta let the poor guy go… what did he ever do to you?
Seriously, is Pete OK? Because, ever since the end of the Civil War and the arrival of the carpet baggers, there has been a delicate balance of Northern absurdity which tempers Southern craziness in the south. Pete is a part of that system and we need him this fall. See, its too darn hot to get crazy just yet, but man, come winter, if he\’s not back, well… who KNOWS what will happen!
Not to worry, folks, I\’m plotting my escape as we speak. There\’s only so long that a guy can stand coding Visual Basic. Gah! He\’ll pay for this!