Pardon me sir, your teeth are in my neck

I’ve been trying to eat better. At the grocery store I bought 2 different kinds of granola cereal and a box of Special K with strawberries. Normally, I just fill up a bowl with cereal, douse it in soy milk and once eaten, I take seconds. Well, I’ve been trying to eat better, right? So this morning I actually measured a serving size of cereal. One cup cereal, half cup milk. Have you ever tried this? It’s amazing how little cereal is in a cup! Special K touts how you can lose up to one dress size eating Special K. The reason is because the damn thing fills you like air and you are ultimately starving yourself! One cup isn’t gonna cut it for me so I ate some Activia prune yogurt. I suppose my tummy is full enough to start the day.

I got a call from the Community Association yesterday at work. The man apologized for calling me at work but said it was an emergency. “You have a political lawn sign in your yard and that is a direct offense of our regulations… you must take it down- IMMEDIATELY!”
“That’s fine, I’ll take it down; but tell me, who turned me in?”
“Numerous people called.”
“How many?” I asked
“2”
“Who were they, I want names.”
“I cannot give you names”
“C’mon!”
“NO!”
“Pretty please! I just wanna know who I shouldn’t bother baking cookies for this Christmas”
“TAKE DOWN YOUR YARD SIGN!”
click

After much consideration, it’s probably a good thing political signs aren’t allowed. I might lose control of my car seeing certain candidates names.

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