The cinnamon roll is really just a delivery system for the frosting. And icing is frosting’s red headed step child.
My brother, Fathead, in addition to being an excellent verbal foil and having a classic sense of style (think bow ties) is also one of those people that thinks something like ‘I think I shall build a boat’, perhaps reads a treatise on such and then builds a beautiful boat that is the envy of all who see it.
I’m pretty sure he gets it from Bev Kaply. They have no fear of failure in these things, they just know they can do it and they go out and do it, and invariably do it extremely well.
This occasionally has made certain small hearted people (ie Me) quite bitter, but right now it fills me with joy, because Fathead has taken to building furniture and he is building me a chest.
Now, I am a girl that has always liked things that you put other things in, and the chest is the pinnacle of this particular category, being decorative AND useful. And I have many things that can be put in a chest, things of a blankety or quiltish nature.
So Fathead asked me for dimensions, which was rather foolish of him, since he knows me, and I said that it needed to be big enough to hide a body in. I also asked him to put my initials on it.
Because you never know when you may need to hide a body, and there is really only so much preparation you can take in that area before you start to become, well, creepy, and I’m pretty sure that I am already heading to that horizon. But mostly I want it to store the ridiculous amounts of blankets and pillows and other such things I treasure.
I am, as you may have noticed, excited. YAY FATHEAD.
Tags: Fuck Yeah, Goddamned Family, I like him more than most people or things for that matter, Life Is Awesome, Playing Fuckaround
- DESTROYER OF WORLDS
- I really have no patience most of the time.
- I had dim sum with Kevin today. We are very dim sum compatible.
November 22nd, 2011 at 5:04 PM
Yay, Fathead!
November 22nd, 2011 at 5:19 PM
hey, HEY I like cinnamon rolls, and not for the icing, OK!?
November 22nd, 2011 at 6:54 PM
I find that worrisome, kiddo. Very worrisome.
November 22nd, 2011 at 7:31 PM
Don’t hide a body in a trunk with your initials on it, dude. Dead giveaway.
November 23rd, 2011 at 5:59 AM
‘things of a blankety or quiltish nature’ got coffee up my nose. Awesome.
As is, it appears, your brother. But how’s he going to get it to you? Isn’t he like…a COUNTRY away?
November 24th, 2011 at 6:00 AM
Thanks for making this a public test of my personal ability. You suck.
December 2nd, 2011 at 1:07 PM
I echo The Always Awesome Sizzle, with her On Point comment: If you are Bound & Determined to Hide a Body, don’t put it in a Custom Chest with your Initials engraved on it! Now, a 55 gallon lined enamelled drum,a la Jeffery Dahmer, is A Much Better plan, if you ask me (but you didn’t, did you?) The Other things you’ll need are a strong closing band, a hand truck to move said drum while filled and, ideally a local Superfund site with Thousands of similar drums & lax/nonexistent security. I really have been om my job Too Long, haven’t I? Have Fun & don’t get caught…