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Thursday, June 08, 2006

Mrs. Fab is always thinking of others...

We had so much garbage left over from the party a couple of weeks ago that I couldn't fit it all in our regular can. And I forgot to get some yellow city bags for the overflow, so I had two cans of garbage fermenting over the past week. We finally did pick some up on Monday so I could bag it up for collection. There was a sense of urgency, you see, as maggots had taken over the two auxiliary cans.

After purchasing the bags:

Me: I'll take care of this when we get home.
Mrs. Fab: Good!
Me: You know, you could help me if you wanted.
Mrs. Fab: Why would I do that?
Me: It would be a nice thing to do.
Mrs. Fab: If I helped, I would end up vomiting and just making more food for the maggots to eat.
Me: (pause) I think that would be a nice gesture.


Blogger Lori said...

I cant believe I am saying this but the maggots have to eat too.

11:53 PM  
Blogger Lynda said...

I think Mrs. Fab should give moral support. From a distance. In a lawn chair. With an umbrella drink.

Or maybe that is just entertainment value.

12:24 AM  
Blogger Shelli said...

I think that you know where I would be, being a princess and all. I would be NOWHERE near the maggoty garbage can. I would be in the house reading or watching TV or taking a luxurious bath.

12:32 AM  
Blogger Bluepaintred said...

well it does make sense... one time, my dad, who works for a town doing allt eh stupid things, like garbage pick up, was picking up the trash on a beautiful summer day, but the bag opened up and he had maggots crawling ALL over him, he came home and showered and did not make us have them for supper

12:43 AM  
Anonymous ficklechick said...

Maggots remind me of CSI.

Just thought I'd share. ;)

12:53 AM  
Blogger shirley said...

Think of the maggots. Oh won't SOMEBODY please think of the maggots!

1:07 AM  
Blogger Mr. Fabulous said...

Lori--You are so kind and thoughtful :)

Lynda--She doesn't like to go out in the yard for any reason!

Shelli--You are such a delicate flower, sis!

Bluepaintres--Actually, I hear they are good roughage...

Ficklechick--They must have a LOT of maggots on that show, then!

Shirley--Who will speak for them?!

4:05 AM  
Blogger Sandi said...

Yeck! too early for this kinda talk...:)

6:45 AM  
Blogger CanadianSwiss said...

Ewww! I can almost smell the fermenting all the way to Switzerland. Would you mind putting that lid back on, please?

7:08 AM  
Blogger Lorraine said...

Looking through the window can be supportive...

7:30 AM  
Blogger kattbanjo said...

Not so happy reading about maggots while on my first cup of coffee. EWWWWW! Your blog has been kinda icky lately!!!! anal rape, maggots yuck!

7:34 AM  
Blogger Mr. Fabulous said...

Sandi--It's always time to talk about maggots :)

CS--Hey now! They are all gone. That's my aftershave you're smelling

Lorraine--Not in my book, lady! LOL

Katt--Geez Katt, YOU'RE the one who keeps bringing up anal rape :)

7:38 AM  
Blogger Stacy The Peanut Queen said...

Ugh...suddenly my oatmeal doesn't look half as appetizing as it did a few minutes ago.


8:21 AM  
Blogger Spider Walk said...

You are such a turd!

8:52 AM  
Blogger beadinggalinMS said...

I can handle the maggots in the trash can but what I could not handle would be the puking. If I was there and Mrs. Fab puked then I would puke then the maggots would have a feast!!

8:53 AM  
Blogger Suze said...

LOL, I'm so with Mrs Fab. Nothing like a maggoty mess to make you chuck.

9:44 AM  
Anonymous 3rdtimesacharm( 3T ) said...

Maggots? I guess we have all had garbage cans inahbited at one time or another. But much like Mrs. Fab, the clean-up would be the Mister's job, to keep from creating more of a mess.



9:53 AM  
Blogger Finn said...

You're such a charmer, Fab. What a lucky girl the Mrs. is. ;)

Don't you have people to do that sort of thing?

10:11 AM  
Blogger Nobody said...

shit, so much for that left over chinese food with rice I was gonna eat for lunch..

10:26 AM  
Blogger cherish said...

Mrs. Fab is always so kind. She was only thinking about you because if she vomited you would have to clean it up. What a cool wife you have there Mr. Fab.

11:12 AM  
Blogger It's Me, Maven... said...

Just the notion of maggots makes me woozy. The smell must have been ATROCIOUS!!!

10:47 PM  

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