i chowed down on dough

yea, you read that right. i've always liked to eat paper. i've been known to eat facial tissues. yea yea yea, it seems gross, but it tastes so good. anyway the other day i was laying under the dining room table. just minding my own business. the big one walked in late from work. he started to get undressed right there in the living room. took off those nylon snow pants things. he reached into his left front pocket to empty it. it was filled with crap. one of those pieces of crap, a dollar bill, fell to the floor directly in front of me. i thought he was feeding me so i sucked it up and began to chew. you should have seen the shit storm that this started. he absolutely freaked out on me. "kafka no! kafka off!" blah blah blah blah. i must say though that that green dollar bill didn't taste nearly as good as a kleenex. it certainly wasn't anything special enough to get him so riled up. i don't think i'll ever understand people.