Showing posts with label Licorice. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Licorice. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Sorry, Licorice



Why do pets have to die in the winter when the ground is so damned frozen you couldn't get a backhoe to dig a grave? We put Licorice in the meat freezer to hold until spring. Only I guess the box got shifted around so you couldn't see the "Licorice Remains: Do Not Feed to Godzilla" note I wrote. Or else Jiggy was too drunk to notice.

Cause, yeah.

No word from Godzilla as to whether Licorice actually tasted like licorice.

RIP, kitty.