Wednesday, January 9, 2008

Why I ~heart~ Yankee swaps

I swear this photo shoot started out with the purest of intentions. I just wanted to show you guys my most awesome new dachshund-cum-piggy bank. I call him Noodle.

But then this guy in the background kept getting in the way.

No matter how I positioned him, he was always there, watching, following Noodle with his eyes.

It was kind of creepy.

Hey, wanna make out?

Wow, you're a really good kisser.

Whoa, I swear, I don't even know how this happened! It just...wheeeee!

Hey, Puffy McFleecepants, I'm glad you're having fun and all, but I don't know if this is working for me. Can we just....

Aw yeah, here we go. This is what I'm talking about.

Damn, it feels good to be a dachshund.


  1. New medication not working properly? Slow semester? You dropped out. You got kicked out!

    Ay, caramba. :)



  2. You PEOPLE. You have no SENSE OF HUMOR.

    Really. I expected more of you.


  3. Oh my goodness.....I looked at this earlier and had a good chuckle, and her I am back looking again. Its like looking at something you shouldn't, but its just so f'ing funny, you can't help it!! I think its hilarious!!

  4. Just for the record, I had many dachshunds growing up, and that is exactly what they look like as they try to hump your leg.....

  5. Absolutally hilarious. Thanks for the laugh!

  6. Well I'm glad SOMEONE liked it!

    And I know! I had a dachshund when I was growing up too. He humped my leg exactly once, but apparently the trauma of it is still lying dormant somewhere in my unconscious mind, which could explain this post. :)

  7. Oh my god, I almost spit water all over my work computer. And then I promptly showed it to everyone here!

    (See? I told you I'd post a comment!)

  8. Geez, R., gimme a break--I KNEW you was jokin'. :) I mean, it was a cuationary tale about modern life and love, right?

    And suppose that daschshund was just as traumatized as you were? Ever think of THAT? Ha!