Me, looking out the window: Dude, that's a fat squirrel. Why the hell do the squirrels get so fat?
N, sitting on the couch: It's winter, they gotta fatten up.
Me: Yeah, duh. Still, come look at this squirrel. I don't even know how he gets around without falling off the tree. Ohp! There he goes! Jeez, how does he do that? [Squirrel is hanging head down, vertically, on a branch]
N, coming over to the window: Huh. That's a totally fat ass squirrel.
Me: Seriously.
Indeed.
(Sorry the image is a little funky colored--it was taken through the living room window, on a late, not so sunny afternoon.)
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