Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Thanksgiving Eve

Alice:  Cecil, what are you doing out there?
Cecil:  What does it look like?
Alice:  Ick! Snow is polluted!  You have no idea where it has been.
Cecil:  A little snow won't hurt us.  It's refreshing.  We have 9 lives.
Alice:  Whatever.  It's cold. My sinuses hurt. Maybe the keeper could
make me snow tea with a dried catnip leaves.
Cecil:  I think tomorrow we get to eat that big bird in the refrigerator.
Alice:  I have been sniffing it every day.  It's organic you know.
Cecil:  Whatever. As long as we get some.

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