DIY country song

[desperance]

This ganked from autopope (who needs cheering up, by the way): an automatic country & western lyric generator

I met her in a nightmare with Merv Griffin;
I can still recall that little hat she wore;
She was sobbin' at the toll booth with Miss Piggy,
and I knew she'd bought her dentures in a store;
She asked me if I'd hate her dog forever;
She said to me that birthdays made her cry;
But who'd have thought she'd run off on a surfboard;
I guess I was too smashed to say goodbye.

In other news, I dreamed of Barry last night. He is a cat who likes to drink from a running tap, thank you, and never mind the chemicals; but in my dream he went into my neighbours' kitchen and turned their tap on, and drank, and turned it off again when he was done. I do think he's a smart boy, but that might be a step too far, even for Himself (tho' I actually do think he turns the bathroom light on, in my absence. Not to make it easier to drink from the dribbling basin tap: more because the bathroom switch is a dangly thing, and he likes to leap and slay it. Every now and then, cat-weight swinging from its toggle, that's going to turn it on...)

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[desperance.livejournal.com]

Attacat - what did she keep a human for, if not to turn taps off behind her?

Tragically, we have twisty taps that neither nose nor paws will manage. Happily, we have a tap in the bathroom sink that drips. It's slow, but it is apparently sufficient.