Thursday, January 29, 2009

Where has my little Radish gone?

I found this note taped to my computer today:

Dear Gillian,
You have neglected us. I am running out of patience with you. Garlic is running out of air wrapped in that towel. When you least expect it, the Fork o' Doom will be aimed at you. Sleep with one eye open.

Beware!
the Red Radish

P.S. I admit to not being sad that Dr. Orange is still unconscious.

3 comments:

Buskitten said...

Hi Gillian,
Thank you for stopping by my blog! How cool, you are a rock chick and a superhero fan! Cool! I'm going to go bak and have another look at that fork, as I don't really understand it!
Best Wishes,
Liz

Raindrop said...

We want Red Radish! We want Red Radish!
Beware the Fork o' Doom! Beware the Fork o' Doom!
Oh, Poor Garlic! Oh, Poor Garlic!
Save Dr. Orange too! Save Dr. Orange too!
What will happen next? What will happen next?

I eagerly await your next post. I eagerly await your next post.

Why do I get the feeling I am repeating myself? myself?

Anonymous said...

yES gILLIAN bEWARE!!!! tHE FORK O DOOM IS NEAR! bEWARE!!!
-mISS rODENTIA
I KNOW THE WRITING IS ODD