It's too dark to read inside a dog, but you can try:
I didn't do it!
so tell her
and let me get my rest.
The Girl: We should get a hibatchi grill to cook the steaks on.
The Boy: Yeah. Of course if we do, then Flannery and Kiki will eat them, go run off to the pasture, and roll around in the manure.
The Girl: It will be the happiest day of their lives.
The Boy: And their last.
I'm allowed no fun these days.
Flailed by Flan 8:36 AM
