Tuesday, October 27, 2009

*SNIFF*

This may never grow old. Or I could run out of places to hide my little friend. Which is likely, quite soon. Or I may wake, one day, to a wee bitty clown with a cracked skull. Because SOMEONE decided this was fun:


I came home from work to this sight. I cried. All the teeny clown's friends looking on, unable to move the heavy rock trapping his head. Oh, the humanity!

Until I write again ...

Flea

10 comments:

Laura ~Peach~ said...

oh my have mercy i think they are plotting evil against your poor little clown!

judi said...

Oh, look, Pennywise has found a new hobby! rock climbing, Hummm.... There is a name for this technique, were you squeeze between to apposing rock faces.. usually not done upside down though..

OHmommy said...

Hahahahaha... the horror!

Snooty Primadona said...

I like this position for Pennywise. I mean, how appropriate! Does it have a vise apparatus?

Mental P Mama said...

OMG!!! Too funny. Fred and Bessie may need therapy.

Leenie said...

LOL!

Daryl said...

GO Chris!!!!!

Karen Deborah said...

poor little thing

TSannie said...

O dear....

Trisha said...

Oh! The poor little clown! No one deserves to be smooshed like that! Bad Hunny!