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I saw some dude wearing this shirt the other day. Thought it was clever, funnyish.

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Love it. Purchased today.
 
I was speaking this morning with Killed by a Human.


Mudcat: Hey. Sup.

KBAH: Be careful driving today. It's hard to see in the fog.

Mudcat: I was already out driving and there wasn't a hint of fog.

KBAH: Haven't you seen the movie, The Fog?

Mudcat: Well yes, I have seen that.

KBAH: Right?

Mudcat: Okay I'll be careful.
 
I have a few different sets of bed sheets and they are made of different substances. A couple of them, I am guessing, are flannel. I don't know it for a fact but the word flannel evokes a feeling of safe, soft comfort - and that's what those bedsheets are like. Warm. Nice. Whether or not they actually are flannel, that's how I think of them: my flannel sheets.

But then I have these other sheets that are a more slippery substance. Could be satin I guess? I don't know. But when I go to bed in them I feel like an oyster that is about to slide down the throat of a big sweaty fat guy who breathes loudly and makes disgusting eating noises. He is going to consume me even though he is not hungry at all and I am going to pass through his digestive system and be turned into runny feces and then be shit out while he sits on a toilet grunting and reading a Robert Heinlein novel.



I prefer the flannel sheets.