Please, Callahan. Don't do this to me today. I'm begging you.I was up in the wee hours of the night with you last night. I held you on my chest and rubbed your back until you fell back asleep. Remember? I'm too tired for this.
I took you on that bike ride this morning. Doesn't that count for something?
I just mopped that floor. On my hands and knees.
Oh, yeah... I just fed you, too.
Where's your brother? Don't you want to go play with him?
Please, Callahan. Throw me a bone!
Oh, and Callahan, I didn't mean the whole Devil thing. Really.
4 comments:
Okay, seriously!?! I have not laughed that hard in a lonnngggg time. You are one clever gal. Keep em' comin'!!!
By the way........
Is that a 'Hitler' stash???
Ha!!!! So funny :)
I just caught you off of Birchswinging -this is the best post - I feel you every day of my life in this instance - really!
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