Wednesday, January 05, 2005
To Serve Man
Of course I invited him to dinner.
I mean, what else can you do after you've broken into a guy's house, unplugged his toaster, painted his walls, torn up his clothes, ripped the tag off his mattress, clogged his toilet, set his VCR to flashing 12:00 and his alarm clock to 3:14 AM, eaten all his goldfish, used his phone to call Tokyo, hidden his kids' toys, unscrewed the little light bulb in his refrigerator, and jumped up and down on his bed for three hours nonstop?
Having him over for dinner was the only reasonable thing to do.
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