March 14, 2008
I was just reading this story about a SoCal man who’d been caught hoarding animals. Now, I get that hoarding animals is actually really sad and involves people with mental problems having four hundred cats in a studio apartment and stuff, but unfortunately, my brain hears “hoarding animals” and thinks “HILARIOUS”.
I have visions of people going “Say, brother… can you spare a dog?” and the person being all snippy and like “I barely have enough for myself. SORRY. GET YOUR OWN DOGS.” or a cheesy news reporter doing a story in front of a supermarket: “Ken, the Cat. 4 storm about to hit means that local residents are stocking up on the essentials. Hamsters, small parrots, completely cleaned out. The shelves are bare.”
PS: the guy in the Lair of Inappropriateness has really terrible taste in music. He is, apparently, a big Annie Lennox fan*. Awesome! Perhaps next we can expect Peter Gabriel’s Greatest Hits**
Oops, no. Now he’s listening to Aretha.
*Not that there’s anything wrong with that.