Consider yourself lucky you have a headboard on the bed. Torsten likes to sit on my wife’s chest and sing his song of discontent at the food bowl being only 97% full. Oh the Travisty! Wake up mama and fix it!
Why are we assuming their gender? It’s the Postie!
Jay’s are noisy jerks, but the masters of annoyance are the Nagpies as my friend’s daughter used to call them.
Carmella also liked to drink the bath water. We called it People Soup.
Hey-hey! (Krusty the Clown)
I figured Lupin would be more of the D&D player type. But I guess he has to stay on the anchor desk.
What is it with Americans and tinned Cranberry sauce? Cranberry Sauce is one of the easiest of the Gratitude feast dishes to make from scratch. And so much better than the tinned space goo.
Elvis is climbing out of his comfort zone.
Miss Tillie is bringing the Snark!
Buzzy mouse has reported lucky missing.