The episode in which I get scared to death for nothing
This is what I get for actually cooking tonight. As you can see, my kitchen table is not as much a kitchen table as it is a landfill:
As I walked by, I screamed my head off because nestled in the mess was this:
Crouching Ninja? No, Hidden Boris.
He ignored me but he could hear me. Look at his ears.
This has been a bad week for being scared to death. I should be dead three times over by now.