Minus the bidet, that’s pretty close to the call I made when Monkey’s little friend-o the juvenile possum wandered into my kitchen and took refuge from Mr. Broom by heading down the basement steps.
Just sub “going to the basement” for “in the bathroom” and you’re 99% of the way.
I LOL’d and will hafta remember this one.
Also, that’s a great euphemism for “dumb.”
As in, “I ain’t sayin’ she’s slow or nuthin’ but she thinks ..”
Sunday night is one big trash can party 'round the MMP.
How long will you be in Seattle, the Land O’Hills?
The 1st time I painted a box for re-use (for a Doper Secret Santa, years ago) the results were deemed “like Van Gogh finger-painted on acid.”
My boxes have since improved. Somewhat.
I still paint them. Now it’s become my thing (hey! I have a contribution to the “weird tradition” thread!) because it’s a convenient way to cover the barcodes slapped all over the boxes I re-use for mailing gifts.
Guessing you went with horses?
Well put.
Sunuva … 
I swear, I already tried that!!!
Thank you. Tonight is Long Night shift (a switcheroo from my usual Saturday) so imma try this out right now!
I bet you just can’t wait. /s