And on the Eighth Day, The Lord said, "Go thee unto Costco, for there are batteries there, and rechargeable batteries, and also muffins, and those batteries they are in AA and AAA; and partake of them, for yea, the drought has passed, and sorrow shall be no more."
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It may be a clever disguise, but I still think they're pink alienz.
Okay, so *now* they're cute.
I always thought they were cute!
... they're still technically vermin, Little Red.
Best game to play with week-old rats?
Hide-and-seek. They pretty much stay where you put them at this age, so there's an unfair human advantage, and I like to win!
Making them cling on to various objects and timing how long it takes before they fall asleep and slip off.
Dominoes. Hey, they're black and white and spotted...
Poker. Since they have no eyes yet, there's no way they can cheat!
Allowing the pressures of work to interfere with the rat baby diaries?
Unforgivable! You should have taken maternity leave!
A crime against science. Somewhere, Agent Scully weeps.
Improper documentation of Mysterious Baby #13's mysterious existance devalues the entire paranormal investigation! Somewhere, Agent Mulder weeps.
Understandable, since you have to put food on the table and stuff.
Well, we won't revoke your grandmother rights *this* time, but you'd better stop wearing that 'world's best grandma' shirt.