Thursday, April 30, 2009

Poem

Phoenix: What have you been doing all afternoon?

Diablo:
Thinkin'of poetry.

Phoenix: Oh, boy. This ought to be good.

Diablo: This little piggy went to Mexico, While this little piggy stayed home. And this little piggy got Swine Flu and this little piggy got none.

Phoenix:
Wait...Stop right there.

Diablo:
Best part coming up.

Phoenix: No...too much TV for you.

Diablo: Rats

Monday, April 27, 2009

This Little Piggy

Phoenix: Did you just sneeze?

Diablo: Yes, Bless me.

Phoenix: You coming down with a cold?

Diablo: No way. Basement dust. Some dust bunnies behind the home heating fuel tank are the size of bears.

Phoenix:

Diablo: Okay, not that big. But big. Trust me. Maybe the size of pigs.

Phoenix:

Diablo
: Okay, okay, okay...the size of a stupid cotton ball. What of it?

Phoenix: Just as long as you're sure you didn't catch the swine flue.

Diablo:
Hell, I can't even catch a bird. How am I going to catch a swine?

Friday, April 24, 2009

New Territory

Diablo: What's with this new chummie relationship you got going on here?

Phoenix:
Oh, it's nothing.

Diablo:
Don't give me that. You've taken to sittin' on the Old Man's lap.

Phoenix: So?

Diablo: You don't think she's not coming back do you?

Phoenix: It's been awhile. Hell, there ain't any more snow on the ground and she ain't here.

Diablo: So?

Phoenix:
So what?

Diablo:
You know. How did it feel?

Phoenix: Warm and toasty.

Diablo: Yeah, I miss sitting on her lap.

Phoenix: Me too.

Saturday, April 18, 2009

Spring In The Air

Phoenix: How's that twitter thing working for ya?

Diablo: Lots of cute cats out there. Crazy people too.

Phoenix: Any birds?

Diablo: None I can eat.

Phoenix: So what's the point?

Diablo: Didn't you hear me? Lots of cute cats.

Friday, April 10, 2009

Twitter

Phoenix: What did you do?

Diablo: I signed up on twitter. My twitter character is Southbound Cat

Phoenix: That's original. Why'd you sign up?

Diablo: Twitter. Get it? A bird. I thought it would be something I could eat.

Phoenix: I don't see any feathers hanging out of your mouth.

Diablo: I'm still trying to figure it out. It's more complicated than figuring out how to open a cupboard door.

Phoenix: There's got to be something to eat with twenty million users. Someone is bound to leave a bag of Cheetos behind.


Diablo: That's what I figured. I got followers and things I'm following. But so far...no luck in the food department.