Or, Bruce Said Two Really Funny Things Today
this is Part 3 in the Harley-eats-corn progression, but I could be wrong. I'm having a hard time searching for things tonight. Whatever.
Harley has decided that one of the best things since toast
is corn on the cob. Here he is, standing on one of his Stand-On-And-Chew toys on the Harley Bar, eating corn on the cob.
Lately, usually, he stands on the kitchen table and eats corn on the cob from one of our plates. But that's a different story. He really likes to eat corn, but a lot of the fun comes from ripping the corn kernels out of the cob.
Bruce says "didn't you notice that it has the consistency of human flesh?"
On a completely unrelated note, earlier today we were discussing the anti-joys of getting older, and I noted that even vegans who practice yoga can get cancer. Bruce's translation: even virgins who have sex with Yoda get cancer.