whenever i talk about shoving the huge scissors into my eyeballs

these are the scissors i mean.

after a few talls of hoegaarden at yet-another farewell party for a departing coworker, i came home to scope out the situation with the upstairs apartment. i was a little freaked out because the door was open but no one was home. also, there is a real-dead deer trophy mounted on the wall. i think it was a young buck, because it has a small rack (hee!), probably 4 or 5 points. maybe 6. i wasn't sure, tho, because there are beer cans on the antlers. which seems about right to me. they have a lot of flags on the walls, including an upside-down Michigan flag (yes!) but no hate stuff and no nudie pics, tho there were some sappy signs their girlfriends had made for them. barf. i did not see any large snakes, narcotics, or limberger cheese. it does smell a little like feet, or what i like to call "eau du college boy," but there's no rancid odor of death.oh, and it's a total pigsty. so, this
kid either loves michigan, hates beer deer, or is a real neat freak.oy.