And The Lord Commandeth, “Go Forth And Shop”

Mrs. Poopmonster had always been an atheist.  She had never expected that Jesus would appear to her on the discount holiday shelf while she was perusing the after-Christmas sales.  Or that he would be so sparkly.

And Now For Something Completely Different

I had a witty post planned for today about an elephant driving a car, but my computer has decided to electronically shun my camera’s memory card, and therefore I cannot put up the picture that I was originally planning.  However, I do not like to leave my loyal H-Less Wonderers without a laugh for too long, and so today I give to you the hindquarters of a rubber chicken sticking out of an airplane wing.  At the Smithsonian Air and Space Museum.  Which nobody could explain.  Even the docent leading the tour I was on said, “Must be somebody’s idea of a joke.”  Either that, or somebody is terribly historically misinformed.I suppose if anyone would like to take a crack at their own H-Less Wonder story, you can have at the chicken picture.  Go for it!

Heeeeeeelp Meeeeeee

Please get me out of this hellhole.  Have you seen the conditions I have to suffer through?  For every square foot of living space, there are about four of us, and let me tell you, not all of my roommates bathe on a regular basis.  (“Oh, but I’ve licked myself all over.  That’s how we cats clean ourselves.”)  There is absolutely no privacy whatsoever, and there are always children running around screaming their heads off.  I’m telling you, it’s like a jungle in here.  Save me, I beg of you.