Friday, August 8, 2008

I do not want to snuggle


No, thank you. I do not want to snuggle.

Tell you what... how about I bite your ankles as you're getting into the shower instead?

Aren't you late for work? You'd better get going. I'll see you when you get home. Buh-bye, now. Oh - don't forget to bring home some of those amazing little toy mice. I need to tear something apart.

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