My Robot Is Pregnant theme song!

January 9, 2009

16 Comments

1. how did the fox die?

   Comment by doug — January 9, 2009 @ 6:12 pm

2. do you get to keep the tail?

   Comment by hungry hungry hipster — January 10, 2009 @ 12:30 am

3. i didn’t know you knew how to do that.

   Comment by hungry hungry hipster — January 10, 2009 @ 12:31 am

4. Wow. That’s doesn’t look ANYTHING like what it looks like when an attractive young lady “scrapes my windows” and then asks me to “help her skin a fox.”

   Comment by Ryan — January 10, 2009 @ 1:25 pm

5. I’d like to skin that fox.

   Comment by Poll — January 10, 2009 @ 5:27 pm

6. The fox was shot in the neck for killing chickens. Not by Marika or I. I didn’t get to keep anything, not even the penis bone, which surprised us both when it “popped out”. I’m still worried I got rabies from this little activity so Marika can keep it all.

   The next step is to put the carcass in a lobster trap and send it to the bottom where those world famous Maine lobster will pick the bones clean. Then she will hoist the bones up and take the skull, mount it to a wedding band, and present it to Jarid DelDeo, who, according to his own dream, will marry Marika and wear a fox skull on his finger for the rest of his life.

   Marika is the one who went to the Trading Post and bought the skinning knife. She brought surgical gloves for us. I did very little of the work. I was there to tell her, “Yes, Mountain Mother, you are doing well.”

   I tried to say a prayer before we got started but the retired State Trooper who is renting the mother in law at my parents came into the garage and wanted to know what the dead thing on the work bench was.

   Marika is teaching herself to tan the hide and I will keep you posted on those results.

   Comment by Rolston — January 10, 2009 @ 10:24 pm

7. Is Jarid still in Seattle? I never see him around here anymore.

   Comment by Ryan — January 11, 2009 @ 1:17 pm

8. Thank you for omitting, and therefor, wiping my hands clean of any involvement. Admittedly, I do enjoy the absurd situations that ensue when I am around the two of you.

   Comment by millar — January 11, 2009 @ 3:16 pm

9. Thank you for the visit! It was wonderful to have you floating around our humble abode. We’ll send lots of information on the progress of Marika’s mystical madness!

   Comment by fox nanny — January 12, 2009 @ 4:49 am

10. You guys are like a bunch of dogs on a fox hunt. Who knew scraping your windows would become so sexualized. But who am I to point fingers…

    anyway, Marika can kick your asses if she wants to so I don’t need to defend her. She has very powerful thighs.

    Jarid is still in Seattle, yes. very powerful.

    Millar is the man who procured the fox, so if Marika and I go rabid and have to be put down, authorities should contact him to find out where the fox came from.

    and fox nanny, if the raccoons don’t get under the porch and eat the carcass, please do keep us posted. Thanks for your hospitality.

    Comment by Rolston — January 12, 2009 @ 6:56 pm

11. Thank you for the kind endorsements, Jon. Truly, I could have done it without you, but there wold have been more tears and a greater potential for arrest on several counts. And you were the greatest support and did half the work. Also, please just move in, wherever I end up (prison, Portland, Portsmouth, or otherwise).
    I will send you the penis bone if you like and if I can decipher it from the rest when the ocean does its work and there is a community of rabid lobsters scuttling around the Maine ocean floor.
    Yay! Fox lobster.

    Comment by mims — January 12, 2009 @ 10:06 pm

12. Jon – I’d like to see her try.

    Comment by Poll — January 16, 2009 @ 11:03 am

13. six feet tall Poll. Very powerful thighs. Carries a fox skinning knife.

    Comment by Rolston — January 16, 2009 @ 11:56 am

14. at this point i’m just confused – hesitantly flattered, but also confused. weren’t we all talking about fox skinning? well, i may just unhand my skinning knife and replace it with a baculum for self defense, in case my thighs fail me.

    Comment by mims — January 16, 2009 @ 8:34 pm

15. i don’t see that happening.

    Comment by donny laundry — January 17, 2009 @ 8:46 pm

16. My friend Jim gave me a call once to come over and help him skin a coyote he’d hit with his truck. He was about halfway through the job when I showed up, thing was hung upside down on a tree, so I didn’t notice the blue eyese until we reached the husky’s head…

    Comment by Nat — January 26, 2009 @ 2:13 pm

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