Ubiquitous

It is they. Them. They’re everywhere I look.

They make themselves comfortable in the Thriller's chair.

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They pull practical jokes and other chicanery just to scare me. Then they laugh.

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They watch my TV.

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They've invaded our food supply.

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They marinate in entitlement.

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Am I losing it already?

All right, coffee break’s over…

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  1. Mavis

     /  4 September, 2010

    Maybe if you just give in and put them on – you could show them who’s boss! Put them on and smash their faces in. Tap until they beg you for mercy! :0) Hugs

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    Rat Fink Reply:

    HA – I yam, I yam! I’m looking at the score right now and writing stuff in. I really can’t bang the floor till the Thriller gets up. Well, I could, but…

    :P

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  2. Stoney

     /  4 September, 2010

    HA!!! I am laughing hysterically. STELLAR. You made me day!

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    Rat Fink Reply:

    *sNOrT* Thanks, fiend! You know my pain!

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  3. *STEPHOPFILLAPFILLAPBALLCHANGESTOPHOPFILLAPFILLAPBALLCHANGESTEPHOPFILLAPFILLAPBALLCHANGE*

    Did I hear messy ball changes!?

    AGAINAGAINAGAIN! 47 more times!……….

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    Rat Fink Reply:

    Ah, yes…memories, ja?? :-)

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  4. HAAAAAAAAAAAA I bet you had fun doing that. :) Ya nut.

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    Rat Fink Reply:

    You know I did! Hahaha — you either roll with it or jump off a bridge, right??

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  5. BoomR

     /  5 September, 2010

    OK…that’s almost as freaky-scary as clown stuff!! I hope you have them under control before I get there in a couple weekends! LOL

    ((HUGZ))

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    Rat Fink Reply:

    Oh, most definitely, luv! But I hope you don’t mind the portrait of Pennywise hanging in the guest bedroom…

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