the other day the kids come in making all kinds of noise about how waan has saved them from the terrible – surely poisonous – fangs of a real live thailand snake.
well, i’m sure it was real, but it’s highly unlikely it has been alive since we’ve lived here. and all i could think was nasty, nasty, nasty. what a nasty, nasty dog. and then today. the kids come in yelling and screaming about how waan has killed a wonderful, pretty-song singing real live thailand bird.
once again, probably been a little while since that bird sang any songs. and now all i can think is nastier, nastier, nastier. what a very, very nasty dog. and i’m really bothered by the fact that that’s not the end of the superlatives.