So, does Jack stay home and eat shit and clean ashes from the hearth while Lola and Georiga wear beautiful clothes and go to fabulous parties? Jack-o-rella?
jennifer: jack's not even allowed in the house. he had to build his own hut out back and use a blue truck tarp as a roof when it rains... but you're getting the idea.
jennifer: i don't think it was just biggy's underpants. it looked like an assortment from the entire family. they were all knit together, trying to pass themselves off as a quilted pillowcase.
the fun didn't stop there. stella and daisy dug through my bags and made homes for their rawhides in the middle of my clothes. then when they tired themselves out, they curled up on my futon mattress and shed three pounds of fur each.
i'm telling you, you should really go visit them soon. you get five-star treatment at their house. unless you're jack.
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yeah, but who made it for her?
i bet while you were busy playing house with lola, jack was made to go to bed hungry and had to wear dirty clothes to school today. again.
I think you're o.k. as long as she doesn't pee in that pretty bed among those cute animals...
Poor Jack.
you're catching on, tania.
slowly.
but i think you might be getting it.
True--I made it for her. In fact, that's a megaphone in her other hand, the better for to beckon me with...
So, does Jack stay home and eat shit and clean ashes from the hearth while Lola and Georiga wear beautiful clothes and go to fabulous parties? Jack-o-rella?
jennifer: jack's not even allowed in the house. he had to build his own hut out back and use a blue truck tarp as a roof when it rains... but you're getting the idea.
Minus Five, Did T and Biggy make you use Biggy's underpants for a pillow when you visited, or is that a pleasure they reserve solely for poor Jack?
no, Sarah got to sleep on the futon. on the floor. which is really the dogs' daybed.
jennifer: i don't think it was just biggy's underpants. it looked like an assortment from the entire family. they were all knit together, trying to pass themselves off as a quilted pillowcase.
the fun didn't stop there. stella and daisy dug through my bags and made homes for their rawhides in the middle of my clothes. then when they tired themselves out, they curled up on my futon mattress and shed three pounds of fur each.
i'm telling you, you should really go visit them soon. you get five-star treatment at their house. unless you're jack.
I thought it was nice of the dogs to share their room AND bed with you. Geez, so ungrateful.
And Jack is so deprived he's got a bachelor pad room that would make real bachelors jealous.
what biggy failed to tell you is that the lock on poor jack's door is on the outside.
no, now that he's in high school we've allowed him to have the lock on the inside of his room.
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