Relax as no-one is going to kill anyone's cat and the statement actually represented the culmination of a good evening.
Yevette and the No. 1 Texas Gentleman went out for some dinner and to see the Hillbenders perform. That went spectacularly well and they had an excellent time. Sometimes things can get a little fractious between them and most likely due to the demon rum but last night everything was jammin' top to bottom.
Except Yevette did get a taste of that demon rum last night and that went well for she and the No. 1 Texas Gentleman since Yevette was awakened from her sleep by her phone ringing. The next part was tres funny and it went something like this:
Crazy Cat Lady: meow
Yevette: I'm going to kill your fucking cat!
Crazy Cat Lady: bitch (click)
Yevette was still cracking up about it this morning and I got a giggle out of it too.
Before copping some attitude about Yevette, it's well-known to denizens of the Rockhouse that waking her from her sleep is a seriously bad idea. The Crazy Cat Lady is a bad idea from the start since she's the one who came up here when she needed a rescue but she was too crazy for the Rockhouse from the first day. That wasn't for any political or religious reason but rather for total fucking loon reasons.
There's no need for much detail since there's no intention to shame her, flog her, or leave her senseless in the desert. However, one detail is important since she abandoned her cats while she was up here.
Zen Yogi: one of them was the Demonic Grey Interloper cat who tries to bully the other cats so she will have all the food for herself?
Bingo, Yogi. She's about as welcome here as a prayer breakfast with Donald Trump or a visit from Hillary Clinton claiming she's better than that.
The beauty part was the jams last night and it sounds like everything went splendidly. However, she couldn't sleep after the call and needed to come back here. The No. 1 Texas Gentleman brought her back here but without any kind of rancor and their vibe for the evening was end-to-end cool.
When Yevette told me some about the evening, I said, "He really is behaving like a true No. 1 Texas Gentleman."
She acknowledged the truth of it with a smile and then tottered off to sleep with that thought since she still hadn't caught back up with it.
Update: I told Yevette this article is booming and it cracked her up all over again. I told her life is just wall-to-wall misery here and ain't that a shame.
Zen Yogi: that got more laughs?
You bet, Yogi.
Yevette and the No. 1 Texas Gentleman went out for some dinner and to see the Hillbenders perform. That went spectacularly well and they had an excellent time. Sometimes things can get a little fractious between them and most likely due to the demon rum but last night everything was jammin' top to bottom.
Except Yevette did get a taste of that demon rum last night and that went well for she and the No. 1 Texas Gentleman since Yevette was awakened from her sleep by her phone ringing. The next part was tres funny and it went something like this:
Crazy Cat Lady: meow
Yevette: I'm going to kill your fucking cat!
Crazy Cat Lady: bitch (click)
Yevette was still cracking up about it this morning and I got a giggle out of it too.
Before copping some attitude about Yevette, it's well-known to denizens of the Rockhouse that waking her from her sleep is a seriously bad idea. The Crazy Cat Lady is a bad idea from the start since she's the one who came up here when she needed a rescue but she was too crazy for the Rockhouse from the first day. That wasn't for any political or religious reason but rather for total fucking loon reasons.
There's no need for much detail since there's no intention to shame her, flog her, or leave her senseless in the desert. However, one detail is important since she abandoned her cats while she was up here.
Zen Yogi: one of them was the Demonic Grey Interloper cat who tries to bully the other cats so she will have all the food for herself?
Bingo, Yogi. She's about as welcome here as a prayer breakfast with Donald Trump or a visit from Hillary Clinton claiming she's better than that.
The beauty part was the jams last night and it sounds like everything went splendidly. However, she couldn't sleep after the call and needed to come back here. The No. 1 Texas Gentleman brought her back here but without any kind of rancor and their vibe for the evening was end-to-end cool.
When Yevette told me some about the evening, I said, "He really is behaving like a true No. 1 Texas Gentleman."
She acknowledged the truth of it with a smile and then tottered off to sleep with that thought since she still hadn't caught back up with it.
Update: I told Yevette this article is booming and it cracked her up all over again. I told her life is just wall-to-wall misery here and ain't that a shame.
Zen Yogi: that got more laughs?
You bet, Yogi.
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