Look.
First she squeezed me.
Then she STEPPED ON MY TAIL.
And tonight? Tonight she made herself a waffle, and it smelled awesome, with all the butter and stuff, but would she let me have a taste?
NO.
I asked nicely and everything. I even repeated myself 52 times to make sure she understood that I wasn't begging, but that I would like just the tiniest of tastes, because I've never had a waffle.
NO.
Doods, I felt like Miles Meezer, not getting the deserved French Toast. WHICH I HAVE ALSO NOT TASTED.
I hope she remembers this at 3 in the morning, because that's when I am filing my Official Complaint.
In triplicate.
200 times.
First she squeezed me.
Then she STEPPED ON MY TAIL.
And tonight? Tonight she made herself a waffle, and it smelled awesome, with all the butter and stuff, but would she let me have a taste?
NO.
I asked nicely and everything. I even repeated myself 52 times to make sure she understood that I wasn't begging, but that I would like just the tiniest of tastes, because I've never had a waffle.
NO.
Doods, I felt like Miles Meezer, not getting the deserved French Toast. WHICH I HAVE ALSO NOT TASTED.
I hope she remembers this at 3 in the morning, because that's when I am filing my Official Complaint.
In triplicate.
200 times.
