Good Evening, Everybun!
My hoomin thought I would throw him a bone, but he was wrong. I graciously agreed to nom a treat and promptly retreated to my bundo. I gave him a half a pose, and he should be grateful.
He's been stuck in front of the screen all day, working on something, something, lesson plans, something, something, and suddenly expecting me to drop everything and pretend I'm Bogie! Nope, no sir.
I nomed his Science Mag this morning, and he should be glad that' all I nomed. Maybe he should try talking to Gus? Oh wait, he did! That turned out to be a nice, fat, goose egg. Better luck next week, hoomin!
Good Night and Good Luck!
- Espresso
1 comment:
Right you are, 'Spresso, he should be grateful, very grateful.
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