
Many thanks to my sister, for drinking the darned stuff, as well as the mispronunciation that led me to this picture.
You know, back in the days of my 7th grade year, I had a science teacher. You know, the kind that you just can’t stand being with, the ones who just think they’re the best, and you know absolutely nothing. This one day, she gave us this assignment called “How much is that Parasite in the Window?,” a messed up assignment about your pet and what kind of Sybiotic relationship you had with it. Oh yea, there was no argument, she would say Mutual all the time, all the time She’d Say “You benefit by learning responsibility, getting entertainment, and telling someone your secrets.” YEA RIGHT!
You know, the relationship I have with my guinea pig is PARASITIC. In fact, the guinea pig is living in my intestinal tracks at this very moment. Oh yea, I learn some real responsibility there, feeding this guinea pig lodged deep in my intestines. I get some real entertainment, always wondering whether or not that guinea pig will bite through my spleen, hours and hours of joy right there. Also, I have some real friendship, and I REALLY enjoy talking to my intestines all day. Yea. I sure do.
Poking fun at the little things in life.