Monday, 25 August 2008

Mea culpa

I'm far too busy to write anything funny, I've got guinea pigs to look after and they are fantastic. I want to be one when I grow up.
~Milady
XXX

9 comments:

Gorilla Bananas said...

It must be the high of first-time motherhood.

Famulus said...

Doesn't mothering something that you want to be when you grow up lead to a rather interesting continuum?

Or was that your point?

Damn, I hate it when someone (not as witty) points out the joke.

Sorry.

Maybe I should stick to identifying breasts...

zoe said...

It'll be a long time until you grow up, girlie.

miladydewinter said...

I know, Zoe, I know.

I don't want to grow up EVER but if I do, I want to be a guinea pig.

No one's guessed my tits correctly yet :(

Mr. Nighttime said...

Give us a hint: are they big enough to feed a small, Third World country, or small enough to qualify for drought relief?

Ariel said...

Aw! You do know that they are considered a culinary delicacy in some South American countries, don't you? :-)

Famulus said...

Milady's tits or guinea pigs?

Mr. Nighttime said...

"Milady's tits or guinea pigs?"

Both?

The Aunt said...

I worry about the protrusion of their bottoms. It looks like they're in danger of imminent prolapse.

Which is why despite moving to a Latin American country, I will not be eating them.