Ethel and Daniel loved Ms. Hudgeons. They purred and played and cuddled up by her every day. But Nathan was suspicious. He sat behind the action, watching, examining, and testing his “owner.” He believed, without a hint of doubt left in his mind, that nothing good could come from the actions of this rotund menace.
Irma… I think you know why we came here. Just look around; anywhere! The bizzare knicknacks on your chair… the train set by the wall: now you know you’re too old for that! That lamp is worse than the one in “Christmas Story.” My point is… we think you’re hoarding. Either that, or you just have really bad taste.
Taking advantage of the No Shirt, No Service rule by passing on pants. Congratulations Ziggy for making the one social move all of us have contemplated at one point or another.
Ethel and Daniel loved Ms. Hudgeons. They purred and played and cuddled up by her every day. But Nathan was suspicious. He sat behind the action, watching, examining, and testing his “owner.” He believed, without a hint of doubt left in his mind, that nothing good could come from the actions of this rotund menace.