Picked up James at work today, and were driving home, listening to a report on NPR about black-footed ferrets and ranchers who want to poison the prairie dogs that the ferrets are eating, claiming that it won’t hurt the ferrets. (Sure.)
“Gah!” I said. “Such bullshit! They’ll poison the ferrets!”
“They will?” said James.
“…well, the ferrets will eat the prairie dogs…”
“Ferrets EAT prairie dogs?!”
“Aren’t they weasels?”
“OH MY GOD! Weasels are </i>carnivores?!”</i>
Silence reigned briefly in the car.
“Drive!” screamed James. “I have to make a phone call!”
And while I whooped hysterically, “My god! I thought they ate fruit and nuts! Weasels down the pants is not nearly as funny as I thought! Drive! Drive!”
I love that guy.