(NOTE: Marathon Man and I ran into what I think is the first double-posting of our conjoined blogging efforts. In other words, below my pointless drivel here there's another new posting from JK. Enjoy...)
Vera's got an ant farm
she keeps on her desk.
And when Dr. Drew comes over
he wants to play with her breast.
But she's ant-farmin' all night.
And her scarf is so tight.
Vera's got an ant farm,
Drewy won't get none tonight.
Well, now I've got that song stuck in my head.
And, really: You passed up the chance to work "squeeze-box" in there somewhere?
Posted by: Christina | September 12, 2007 at 01:34 PM
Ant farm woman, I'll be your doctor man
Ant farm woman, I'll let your desk farm stand
Ant farm woman, don't you hear my Lexus rumbling by?
Posted by: Joe | September 12, 2007 at 04:08 PM
If my kids continue to use my desk as their own personal trash can, I'll have my own ant farm too pretty soon, though admittedly, not contained.
In fact, I wonder if I could start a cottage industry making ant farms out of old computer monitors? It would beat opening up rejection letters.
Posted by: Mary Witzl | September 13, 2007 at 08:32 AM
Have you seen those new ant farms they sell at hobby shops? http://www.thinkgeek.com/geektoys/science/6fd6/ They are way cooler than the ant farm I had when I was a kid. Far more durable, too... I had a bit of an ant farm malfunction around the time I was 12, which resulted in a bit of a colony under my dresser.
Also: Joe: Excellent Spinal Tap reference.
Posted by: deadlytoque | September 13, 2007 at 11:43 AM