Um, wut? House drabble.

I was downloading something fun and exciting this evening when my Toshiba Betsy threw up the dreaded "C drive critically low on space" message. In the mad dash to delete all my temp files, dump all my stupid unused programs, and clear out my old copies of work, I found this.

I guess I was going somewhere with it and then said fuck it. It was in a file labeled "unfinished bizness." Enjoy.


( Maybe I wrote it on a dare? I do hate thinking about manscaping, usually. )