Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Cheerio, mate

I was taking Ryan to daycare one morning. We were in the car and I heard something fall.

"What was that, bud?"

"I dropped my Cheerios."

I pulled into the daycare, looked at the floor behind my seat and, well, there was a lot of Cheerios.

"That's ok, pal. I'll clean it up later."

That was three weeks ago. The Cheerios are still there.

The point of this story? It's cold outside, I ain't cleaning up no fucking Cheerios.

2 comments:

luv2teach719 said...

All you need to do is take your dog outside and let him at 'em. They will cleaned up VERY quickly!

Dave said...

Parker knows to go outside only when absolutely necessary. Don't forget -- he's a Tennessee dog!