Ron: Hello.
Marni: Can I bring home a dead bird?
Ron: No. Wait, where are you*?
Marni: That's not fair and I'm at the beach.
Ron: Definitely no.
Marni: Why?
Ron: What are you going to do with it?
Marni: Let it rot on the deck and then clean up the bones.
Ron: Are you being serious?
Marni: Well its not like I want to let it to rot on the deck. I can't help that I don't have a dermestid** colony. Wait, why don't I have a dermestid colony?! Can I bring home a dermestid colony?
-Long pause-
Ron: No. and. No. Come home. Without the rotten deck bird or any bugs.
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| Coveted dead bird. I don't even know what it is, but I am sure it has a lovely skeleton. |
I definitely feel I am being repressed. The "man" is bringing me down***.
*For a second he thought I meant dinner, like a roasted chicken or something. lol, on him.
** Flesh eating beetles, like the ones I've used in labs.
*** Not seriously, of course.
It's now December and I was driving home from UVic. in the dark at rush hour on a main road and there was a HUGE OWL dead on the side of the road. It was rush hour and I was in traffic so could do nothing. This was Friday, the same day as the school shootings. Highly un-nerving.
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