Sometimes if I think a mosquito is about to bite me I run around recklessly and flail about widly.

[kayakjohnny]

I knock things over, scare people, injure myself and end up paying dearly in damage and humiliation.

But when I think back on it, it turns out only to be the ceiling fan blowing on one of my leg hairs.

And not a mosquito after all.

Funny how life is, huh?

[Shell Beau]

1. That attracts skeeters. Duh!

;)

[kayakjohnny]

2. !

:)

[TZ]

3. For some reason your post makes me think of this song...

Wrong With You" Copyright 2002 Slugtone/BMI
Why did you have to come down
On me that hard
Just 'cuz I stole that cop's car
And drove it through your yard
So you think I'm crazy
How much could I be?
Still you're always asking
What's wrong with me.
What's wrong with you
What's wrong with you
Is everything I do
Never good enough?
I'm not your brother
I'm not your dad
I'm not the man that Cinderella had
Well I'm a joker
Some think I'm bad
But I'm the best thing that you've never had.
How come your lame ass rich friends
All turned and ran
When I threw a fistful of firecrackers
In a ceiling fan
So I spoiled your party
It's the same old tale
You're spending less on groceries
Than on my bill
What's wrong with you
What's wrong with you
Is everything I do
Never good enough?
I'm not your brother
I'm not your dad
I'm not the man that Cinderella had
Well I'm a joker
Some think I'm bad
But I'm the best thing that you've never had.
http://www.stevelaplaca.com/pie/turbolyrics.html

:P

[kayakjohnny]

4. Now those are some cool-ass lyrics.

Thanks for that, TZ.

You are certainly one of my absolute faves here.

But really only because you're one of a tiny handful that gets my silly shit.

Cheers.

:toast:

[Forkboy]

5. My nightly regimen.

Poser.

;)