Last night, Chrissy inexplicably decided to toss a milk bone at my head. It bounced off my cranium and landed in the space between the sofa and love seat where we keep some sort of cart with fancy bottles on it. We told the dog to just go get the bone, but she resisted.
Chrissy deduces that the Dog won’t go over there “because the last time she did, your fucking knick knack table fell on her.”
It’s actually a snack table. One of those nice wooden folding tables I use to rest the laptop on occasionally while creating this mind numbing drivel.
If I had a knick knack table though, I’d probably spend so much time setting up the table to display my knick knacks, a conversation between my wife and daughter might someday sound something like this….
Junior Miss Giddy - Where’s Dad?
Chrissy - He’s in the den arranging his knick knacks.
Junior Miss Giddy - Knick knacks? Does he have a knick knack table?
Chrissy - He’s got a knick knack table.
Junior Miss Giddy - Sweet.
Junior Miss Giddy - Are his knick knacks whimsical?
Chrissy - They’re very whimsical knick knacks.
Junior Miss Giddy - Neat!
Chrissy - Wack knick knacks!
With a knick knack paddy wack, give the dog a bone.
This bonehead collects plastic gnomes.
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4 comments:
I don't get the wooden duck. Everything else spells out the scenario crystal clearly, (and don't worry, I can keep a secret!) but the duck seems out of place.
Had he come second to last in the sequence I would have contacted authorities by now, but as he is, well, I am confused.
knick knack patty wack
leave the dog alone
I like the duck
not so much the gnome
Hi Bonehead.
Like the Toby jug and the fish ,together they make the start of a collection.
Will.
C: You're very close to solving the puzzle! But you see, the placement simply represents a lost opportunity - if I had simply ducked, I might not have gotten hit in the head with the dog bone.
Ann: Good one! I've always found the gnomes a little frightening myself.
Will: The little pewter guy with the guitar is my personal fave!
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