Monthly Archives: July 2014
I know, you think I should clean up my toys BEFORE I get some juice.
But, here’s how I see it …
I’m gonna get those toys back out and go completely nuts after I drink the juice anyway.
… how ’bout I get some’a that juice NOW … and then I’ll clean up my toys later. Cool?
No no no, Mo. You’re doing it all wrong.
Okay, fine — you’ve got the cute-and-innocent look down pat. I’ll give you that.
But that’s not what these people want.
They want fierce.
They want ferocious…
… they want ATTITUDE.
Give ’em what they want, Mo.
Alright, we’ve got plenty’a snap.
And that crackle is coming in loud. and. clear.
But … where the heck is the pop?!
Has ANYONE heard any pop?
… I don’t think “pop” is s’posta have that many o’s. What kinda cereal IS this?
It is SO stinkin’ hot out here.
I mean … that sun … whoo!
I really wish I had a pool.
Or at least something else that could cool me off.
… really? Well in that case, I also wish I had a helicopter.
Or at least a gigantic burrito. With extra guacamole. And a side of a gallon of ice cream.
I’ve gotta hand it to you.
This is some of the best darn basketti I’ve ever played with.
But, um …
… seriously. Where’re the meatballs?
Whoever’s ready to go swimming say “I!”
Whoever’s ready for a snack say “I!”
Whoever’s ready for a nap say “I!”
iiiiiiiiiiiiiiwaiiiiiiit a second …
… iiiiiiii am not! Yeah, that’s what I was saying. I am not ready for a nap.
And yeah, maybe I have a s-s-slight stutter. iiiiiiis that a problem? Bully!