From Mimi Smartypants, listing the books she's reading:
The Lorax. Oh, shut up you fucking Lorax. I read this book to Nora every single day and she still wants more. She cluck-clucks over the glop in the Humming-Fish pond, she sighs with despair over the smoggy sky, she scolds, "No! You do not do that!" at the sight of axes felling Truffula Trees. Should I just order her Greenpeace sweatshirt now? I'm down with the environment and all, but repeated readings of The Lorax have made me want to go shoot a panda, load it in my Navigator and drive it to a national park, and then set fire to its corpse with gasoline.
I can't stop laughing.
Posted by sheilaYou're right; that's hilarious!
Posted by: Karla at September 4, 2005 5:33 PMthe problem only really develops when she's 25 and her understanding of the environment and environmental problems hasn't progressed beyond "The Lorax."
I've dealt with people like that; it can be frustrating.
Posted by: ricki at September 5, 2005 11:31 AM